Azrael Can Speak?

Michael: Wait, are you drunk?

Amelia: And now back to the set-up! Alright, Azrael, you’ve had plenty of time to decide, so tell the folks at home! Will it be Enoch? One of brothers who runs the Banquet of Nightmares? Dr. Streamline? A horrible genius and mastermind behind the latest extinction? Or the the resistance's best group, Riptide's, leader and treasure hunter, Leviathan? And you chose…?

Michael: So… what gender are you?

Ifrit: I have a lead!

Belial: I wasn’t sure what kind of chocolates you liked, so I got them all.

Ifrit, after losing a match: I’m a piece of trash.

Gualichu: I’m too young to die, and too old to eat off the kids’ menu.

Azrael, walking into the High Altar with a bottle of absinthe in his hand: Sorry I’m late. I was busy.

Thammuz: Where do you see yourself in five years?

Murphy: Michael has 19 bottles of dish soap and he gives Samael-

Leviathan: I just got a new notebook, what should I put in it?

Drekavac, with a pack of cheap crayons in one hand: What color are Amy’s eyes?

Astaroth: So I MEANT to say ‘oh crap, I left my phone in my car,’ but what I ALMOST said was ‘oh no, I left my cone in my phar,’ and damn, wouldn’t that have been embarrassing, but I caught myself, and what I ACTUALLY said was ‘Ah, my fart cone.’ So anyway.

Eblis: Why are you so bad at math?