Ridgeway Resort - Network Comm

[Private to Zira]

Alright, so far Petersen's tiny little tricks have been amusing. But THIS is not acceptable!

Don't think I don't have ways of finding out who smashed my window, you little imps.

Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.

AJ Crowley, I am under no false pretense as to the nature of my banishment. We shall have words, you and I.

Anna, tell me our little misunderstanding was simply that, a misunderstanding.

Gabriel, a word, if you will. Or even if you won't. We must have a chat.

[Arziraphale]

Somehow I feel like 1456 again. I think we can clearly say that Petersen is not on your side.

To my mysterious new manager who is NEVER in his office or whatever....


Change my schedule back, or I'm getting a different job.

Ahha! I knew I'd find it!

Crowley, I'd avoid looking in your liquor cabinet for a while. It's very empty and I'm very nearly drunk.

Just a warning.

You know the hot tub outside is still totally warm when it's like freezing weather outside? If I get low enough in the water it doesn't even matter that it's the middle of November.

Not that it should matter to me anyway.

Gabriel, how come you don't have alcohol this good? I mean, I get why no one else does, cuz it would kill a normal person, but at least you should have had something strong enough to get some kind of reaction out of someone more than human.

By the way, I don't know if anyone else noticed, but like the filter on my mouth right now, the filter on everyone's messages are broke. No one's private conversations are staying private.

(Phone call to Crowley)

Crowley's phone rings.