This made me cackle at the raw end of a very long week; thank you!

I especially like Sarmtan's lofty diction for the affliction laying him low, especially in contrast to the bare practicality of Beelzebub's knowing sympathy. (And it does make me wonder: do only fallen angels eat at Taco Bell's, or was perhaps Raphael there also, somewhat smug in his midsection transmutation sublimation of even the most devilish of fast food?)