"Man, this angel crap... it's so fucking hard to influence anything. I've never had a problem with free will before, but for shit's sake, I wish I could just I Dream of Jeannie you to where you need to be." As Tohr winced, the angel muttered, "It's okay, though. We'll get you there somehow--" "Actually, I'm cringing at the vision of you in a pink harem costume." "Hey, I have a great ass, I'll have you know."