Zachariah beams. "Should I make arrangements for a tea party?" Because that's what he always does: smile and nod and volunteer to go above and beyond, no matter how farcical the situation. It's genuinely difficult to tell how much of the offer is sarcastic - but since it's directed more at Lucifer than Michael, it's probably a significant percentage.

Back to business.

He focuses on Michael again, bouncing just a little on the balls of his feet. "What else should I know?"