Azrael chuckled, his voice rough, like he might have swallowed sandpaper. "Well, I did say I'd pour you an appletini, didn't I?" he said, reaching behind the bar to pick up a small paper umbrella. He smirked and tilted his head to the side slightly as he propped the little pink and blue umbrella in the drink, tilting it to the side to lean against the martini glass. He slid the glass forward. "On the house" he added.
Take a toothpick out of his pocket, he placed it between his lips and pulled his bar stool over, sitting down. He crossed his arms and leaned casually on the bar, looking at Gabriel.
"I know we're from different universes or something but it's still weird seeing you as a male... I mean ours back home is... she's something else" he laughed slightly. "And I know I'm probably not what you were expecting either" he said, gesturing to himself with a hand as he leaned back.