[And here is our former megalomaniac archangel, currently surrounded by a ring of holy fire somewhere near the Inner City, looking annoyed with the WORLD, but he's at least suitless and back to his normal Bass Pro Shop chic attire. When he speaks, it's in annoyed sing-song.]
Okaaaay. I'm back to normal now. One of you mooks better get your winged asses down here and let me out.
[He does not want to talk about what happened. He does not want to talk about ANYTHING. HE JUST WANTS TO STOP BEING JOHNNY CASH.]