"Oh, we'll get along," Archangel Michael assured him, and said to Digby, "Haven't we met before?"
Digby answered, "Not that I remember. Of course, out of so many when - wheres." He shrugged.
"No matter. Thou art God."
"Thou art God," Digby responded.
Foster said, "Skip the formalities, please. I've left you a load of work and you don't have all eternity to fiddle with it. Certainly 'Thou art God' - but who isn't?"
He left, and Mike pushed back his halo and got to work. He could see a lot of changes he wanted to make-
The End