Dessert.

Ooh, dessert. "My opinion of infernal cuisine continues to rise."

"Infernal cuisine is great! There are 'restaurants' that are more like menu distribution sites with dishes so you don't have to dispose of your own."

He laughs. "I wonder if it's possible to encrypt a dish so it's not readily conjurable outside your establishment. Probably not. I wonder if it's possible to run a menuless restaurant where you ask someone for a vague notion of what they'd like and then make something personalized that they couldn't have specified for themselves as easily. That sounds like more fun anyway. If I ended up running a restaurant in Hell that would be my niche."

"It'd be a good niche! I'm sure it exists, but I haven't been doing that much culinary investigation."

"There are plenty of more urgent priorities, I'm sure."

"Taking summonses, trying to learn the language, picking up violin."

"What?"

"I'm sure you play the violin delightfully."

"I don't, really, I haven't been doing it long."

"I did not say delightfully well."

"All right, maybe you're entertained by bad violin playing."

"I'm entertained by sneaky cultural references."

"You caught me."

"I'm very clever."

"I can't do the fancy part of the song yet."

"Best of luck!"

"Thanks."

"I suppose the traditional instrument for an angel is the harp, but I don't know that there are any charmingly relevant songs for it, at least not in quite the same way..."

"Yeah, nothing leaps to mind."

"Alas."

"What, you're not resolving to write something for harp so that you can appear in Heaven with appropriately memetic fanfare?"

"I have many talents but musical composition is at least not yet one of them. I suppose I have time to fix that. Probably. Unless it becomes abruptly strategically necessary for me to personally be a daeva."

"I don't think it's super likely. But you might have other demands on your time. Thaning. How much time do you usually spend a-thaning?"