Lex was silent for a moment, before sighing.

"Right." he said.

He then proceeded to tell her what happened. Specifically, the summoning, what had happened, and what had happened afterwards... right up to Uriel leaving, and then Azazel and Lilim leaving.

"...so yeah." he muttered.

"It was... eventful." he said.

"And now I wonder if I'm not in some kinda deep stuff with Lady Remmington." he mumbled further.

Lex just sighed.

"Yeah, I suppose so." he said.

"Still... I'm a bit on edge." he admitted.

"I'm also concerned about Lilim." he then said further.

"I wonder if she'll be all right." he went on.

"She's powerful, but this isn't home for her." he muttered further, shaking his head slightly.

"Just... yeah..."

"I don't know, either." Lex said.

He was then silent, and ate some more.

"Like I said, I'm just... worried, is all." he told her.

"Not... sure why..." he then admitted.

"I'm sure she can take care of herself. And Azzy's with her, so... yeah." he mumbled. "She should be fine." he reasoned.

"I just... can't shake this concern." he sighed.

"It's stupid. I'm probably just tired or something."

"Now we go inside." Azazel replied.

With that, the two of them did so, and Lilim witness a figure behind a circular desk, hidden behind a newspaper.

"Hey, Jake." Azazel said.

"Yo." the male responded, before she heard a couple of 'sst'-like sounds.

And then he seemed to freeze up.

"Woah, what the hell...?" he muttered, peering out from behind his paper.

"..........." Jake was silent as Lilim said what she did.

"I... ah..." he stammered, as Azazel shook his head.

"She doesn't mean you any harm." he assured him.

"She doesn't mean ANYONE here harm." he added.

"......right..." Jake mumbled.

"Figures there's no justice in the afterlife." he then said.

"We weren't born that way, we were crafted to be that way by the world." he told Lilim.

"....a ray of sunshine as usual, Lil." Azazel muttered.

"But she needs to see Sharp. Stat." he told Jake.

"....whatever." Jake mumbled.

He then hid behind his paper again and buzzed them in.

"Go on." he told the two of them.

"Leave me to my, assuredly, pitiful little existence." he went on.

"I'm sure such a woman of high standards and power has better things to do than worry about a wretched creature like me."

"So you can get something that lets you blend in up here." Azazel replied.

"As we said, you DO stick out." he told her.

"Seriously. And this place is the best for getting something like that." he went on.

"Regardless, yeah, that was Jake." he then said.

"A Ramaarin." he went on.

"This place employs those that wouldn't otherwise fit into society."

Azazel just rolled his eyes.

"Yeah." he said.

"And you're right, they're not." he agreed.

"Jake's a good friend of the boss here, and he's the best security guard I know." he went on.

They then continued to walk, before they both sensed a presence around a nearby corner.

One that was VERY similar to Uriel's. But different.

".....ah." Azazel muttered.

"It's fine!" he called out, as Zeke stepped into view.

"......" Zeke was silent for a moment.

"Yeah." he said.

"Yeah, that... sounds right." he told her.

Azazel, meanwhile, looked confused.

"Wait, what?" he asked, looking between them.

"You two know each other??" he asked them.

Zeke sighed in response.

"We've met before, yes." he confirmed.

"Haven't seen each other for a while, as she's confirmed." he added, gesturing to Lilim.

Zeke just sighed.

"Of course there is." he said.

"They can have their little betting fun, then." he told her.

"I'm still alive, and I plan to remain alive for a VERY long time." he said further.

"Though if one DOES do me in... it'll probably be Uncle Gabriel." he went on.

"Regardless, what are YOU doing he-" he started to ask, before raising an eyebrow.

"Ah." he then said.

"Looks like they finally decided to take things up a notch?" he asked.