Look, I've had a really weird few months! [Michael whines, in an extremely un-Angel Michael way.] All compressed into one really weird night! It's not like you aren't having freaky flashbacks, too, you say the weirdest shit.

[But he's not far enough along in his journey, and also does not particularly care about Ebenezer enough, to really ask about that! If he doesn't wanna talk about it, no skin off Michael's face.

(That's the demon saying. Because of. You know.)]

I don't have a conscience. Come on, you know I'm not really an angel. I'm a demon, I just said that to screw with people.