Azrael flicked the coin up into the air and caught it on the back of his hand, palm covering it up. He removed his hand to reveal the coin , tails side up. Azrael smiled. "Tails. You're up". He knew he could have made it look like heads with a little reality warping but he didn't. There was no point really. He just wanted to play a game of pool with his friend.
Friend... that was a strange thought. Actually having friends. It was nice. He tried to stay distant from mortals for the longest time. He didn't want to see anyone else unjustly slaughtered just because he got too close to them. It was a paranoia, sure, but it had taken years to shake.
Pocketing the coin, Azrael stood at the side. "I think I've already thought of my first question" he smirked. "But I'm guessing you're a hot shot at this game"