Dogma1999

Metatron:
I am to charge you with a holy crusade.

Bethany:
For the record, I work in an abortion clinic.

Metatron:
Noah was a drunk, look what he accomplished. And no one's even asking you to build an ark. All you have to do is go to New Jersey and visit a small church on a very important day.

Bethany:
New Jersey? That doesn't sound like much of a crusade.

Metatron:
Aside from the fine print, that's it.

Bethany:
What's the fine print?

Metatron:
[Mumbling into glass] Stop-a-couple-of-angels-from-entering-and-thus-negating-all-existence.

Bethany:
Wait, wait, wait. Repeat that.

Metatron:
[Annoyed] Stop a couple of angels from entering and thus negating all existence. I hate when people need it spelled out for them!