"or a zombie" Dick replied, which was all he could think, and was closer to the truth at the moment. Tisiphone wasn't impressed, so she stamped on his foot and shrieked "MANAGER!!!" Dick was the manager but it was much less hellacious him to act like that was someone else's post. This way he could always escape from the zombies when they got to a certain level of exasperating. "He'll be here in about... (Dick looked at the clock: how long until my shift is over?) Ten minutes."
"TEN MINUTES?!" Tisiphone's face exploded into fire and she bellowed a tumultuous roar. She spread her wings and blasted off, shattering a different window and soaring back to hell where all of the little demons now gaping at Dick should go.