Gabriel smiled in gratitude. He often wondered how he had become so complacent with such a human lifestyle, but truly he enjoyed it. Especially the coffee part.
"Not long," Gabriel replied, thinking over all of his years traveling through out America and beyond. Since he didn't age, staying in one place too long was usually a bad idea. "Half a year, maybe. I relocated here with my band."
Over the years he had run into a handful of other wayfaring gods and the like, but surprisingly, this was his first encounter in New York. "You're the first familiar face I've seen here. I'm glad we ran into each other," Gabriel continued to drink his coffee, wondering at the life his brother had built for himself here and who all might be a part of it. "So tell me everything."