"Well, it's nice to have the wings back, but sort of just trading one set of chains for another...." Anabiel muttered, wondering why Paradise was now a call center. Unless they'd rearranged this hall again.

"Look, kid, I'm a little busy here--ohhhhhhh ho ho. No." She turned to actually addressed the voice and found Luci herself. "Well. In my expert opinion, we're fucked. Or, Headquarters is."

"Come on, I'm looking for the elevator."