"Even circuses call their members family," he replied, blue eyes dark, before Gabe spoke again. "What about you? Do you have a passion?" Lord knows Mike would support anything his little brother decided to pursue and help him in anyway he can.

"Everyone needs something sweet to make them happy every once in a while," Michael grinned. "I remember using the money I got from working to buy you candy, and it was like at that moment dad didn't exist. I'm happy for you Gabriel. I'd like to try something you baked sometime."

Michael breathed a soft laugh, the sound warm and sweet as he nodded. Blue eyes bright at his little brother first comment. "That would be nice, I know the younger ones would really appreciate the getaway." He'd like it too, but he was always thinking about the others first.

"I think they would definitely come, the only one i could see having trouble with getting here would be Lu, but I'd be willing to put in the extra effort to get him to come if you want," he replied with a warm smile.

Michel frowned, brow furrowing thoughtfully. "He's more like father than anyone, unfortunately," the truth in the words hurt. "Lu can be unpredictable and selfish, so, I'm not sure if he would instigate anything," Mike said softly with a sad, almost bitter twitch of his mouth.

Talking about Lu has him grumpy. And sad. More sad than grumpy. He though he did so well... but even as a kid lucifer was like Chuck, and when Phae came into the picture Lu only got worse. Could he have done something differently?

At the words, Michael offered his brother a warm smile as he nodded. "That could work, then we can make our decision from there," he agreed, grateful for Gabriel's uncanny ability to cheer him up.

"You know how he is about his camera, i think that would be more comfortable for him." He replied, returning the smile with a bright grin. Why did he care? Luce did nothing but instigate! ... but he was still his brother.

Thumbing the papers, Michael sighed as he closed the folder and stood, stretching. The elder Shurley huffed tiredly as he rubbed his eye and limped to the kitchen. Coffee. He needed coffee.

Michael chuckled, pulling his phone from his pocket. He was not looking forward to this. Actually dialing Lucifer's number, the elder Shurley smiled softly, thumb hovering over the call "button" "Ready?"

Happy* Gabriel. You're making people happy.

"You and me both," he replied, tapping the screen. "Should we humor the man with the camera?" Frowning, he waited patiently foe @LoveL3nnLuci to answer the call.

He has taken to pen drumming, my god is he bored. Mike has gotten so used to work, that he doesn't know what to do with free time.

Phae and Gabriel are the only two he would let touch his wallet.

It was fine, really.