"Just a moment.' Mab raised his hand. "... I got to ask. Why--I mean for what awful and occult purpose--could you possibly have needed to summon the Archangel Uriel, Potentate of Heaven, Lord of the West Quadrant?"
"I wanted to look good for my date."
"You summoned up an Archangel of Heaven-- an angel of the Choir of the Seraphim -- to help you prepare for a date?" Mab asked, an incredulous expression on his usually stolid face.
"Yeah, angels are very good at decking people out in impressive raiment," said Mephisto. "I recommend them to anyone who needs a valet."
Thank you, book. You just made my day.