“But I can’t do this!” Uriel exclaimed, looking terrified.
“Ohhh, right. Okay, so I think I can do that,” Uriel said with a decisive nod.
“What? Yes you can, that’s why I assigned you to do it!” Michael snapped back.
“But to do that I have to be able to fly,” Uriel replied reasonably.
Everyone present stared at him.
“YOU CAN FLY!” someone shouted, although that person would never admit to having been an about-to-panic Wensleydale.