Lucifer and Gabriel
I'm not happy with how things went down. Of course I'm not, considering I got locked in a Cage for thousands of years. Maybe if you'd been around, you could have convinced Michael and Raphael to let me out instead of waiting around for a prophecy.
I'm not saying it's your fault, baby brother. You can't be responsible for what they do. Can't bear it all on your wings.
My pet — who, Crowley? Please. I'm just keeping an eye on him.