Well, goody. An other family reunion. After a fashion.

[He stepped back Michael, leading the way into the bar. It was comfortable, clean and old fashioned, all wood and leather, a few pool tables to one side.]

Though a warning, he may not be happy to see you.

[He looked over his shoulder, looking back at the other angel.]

Dad? Unfortunately, yes. Half the reason the higher ups was so insistent on the apocalypse. His 'word' and all.