Have Steve take him to meet his friends.

"You said there's a restaurant?" Asked Daniel.

"Yeah. Real classy place. I mean, there's no dress-code, and I don't think I've seen a single person dressed period, and they'll serve you anything you want, but it looks super classy. One of those old art-deco looking places. You want to go there?"

Daniel glanced to his angel, seeing if there was validation. The angel said nothing, nor did he give any kind of answer. He just smiled before resting his head on Daniel's shoulder.

"Uh, sure. I guess."

"Great," said Steve.

Steve and his angel stood up, both still sporting erections but not seeming to bothered by it.

"Lead the way, man," said Steve.

Steve's angel went up to the front door and opened it. Instead of his front lawn, the door led to what looked like an old, ritzy bar. Mirrors lined the walls, the lighting low and atmospheric. There were tables, chairs, booths lined with chocolate-colored leather. And the place was huge; bigger than a school auditorium, certainly bigger than any restaurant like this that Daniel has ever been to.

And then there were people too. And they were all naked.

Daniel never thought he would ever actually be in a room - or anywhere really - full of so many naked people. Many were teenagers and more were adults, ranging from people in their twenties, even to people in their older age, but their physical beings in Heaven were all magnificently gorgeous and fit. There were men and women, their genitals and breasts and naked bottoms unobstructed as they sat or drank or did whatever else. Many were just eating and drinking or talking, but others he could see were having sex. Just having sex, in-plane view of everyone and no one was stopping them, but if his experiences with his angel was a sign of anything, than this would probably be something he had to get used to.

Many of the people in the crowd had wings too, signifying that they were angels, probably companions to the various humans like butlers awaiting orders. Some sat by them in neighboring chairs, others stood there next to them. He could see a red-headed woman angel sitting in a handsome brunet's lap, and a pair of pixie-haired blonde angels were running their hands along the chest of an elderly man. Some of the angels' wings were white just like Daniel and Steve's angels, but a few were other colors, a few in sparkling, ruby red and lapis lazuli-blue and emerald green. All were equally beautiful to see.

"Oh, hey, I know that guy," said Steve, who took Daniel's hand and dragged him over to a booth.

The booth was empty except for a guy sitting in it alone. He had a short cowlick of hair on his head. His arms were lazily gripping the top of the leather booth he was sitting on as he lied back, giving off elicit moans.

"Hey Johnny," called out Steve, who let himself sit in the mostly empty booth, scooting closer.

The guy - apparently named Johnny - gave out a long sigh-like moan, and then turned to Steve.

"Hey Steve. Been a while."

Suddenly, a man appeared from under the table, sitting himself on the other side of Johnny and wordlessly placing a hand on his chest. He was tall and slender, with long brown hair that looked almost pink of all things in the dim lighting. He was exaggeratingly handsome, a few strew rose petals away from being the male protagonist of a shojo manga. Without even seeing his wings Daniel could already tell that he was Johnny's angel, and had just finished giving Johnny oral sex from under the table.