Lilith ignored the guy next to her (who was picking his nose and listening thoughtfully) in favour of appreciating the lecturer. Some kind of angel - smooth and hairless, large-eyed and damn, was she hot. She was wearing robes and had introduced herself as 'Raphael, Archangel of Knowledge'.

/Oh yeah,/ Lilith thought, ogling. /I'd like some of THAT knowledge/.

"-and you cannot eat of the Tree of Knowledge," Raphael finished, voice a rich melody, "For you will surely die."

Lilith tossed her hair and stepped forward, a purr in her voice. "Forget the tree, sweetie, what about the real thing?"

"Excuse me?"

"I've no interest in being a bird in a cage, sugar. Forget this garden, forget this oaf. How about you and me have a little fun?"

Raphael blinked, twice. "Ah. I fear you misunderstand-"

"Not at *all*." Lilith ran her hands over Raphael's ribcage - gentle curves, though nothing defined, down to her hips. "I understand *exactly* what of Knowledge I wanna eat."

"Mmm," Raphael said, thoughtful. "Well, you see, that may be a bit of a problem, ma'am."

"Oh no," Lilith purred. "I assure you, I'm not putting myself out for this." She ducked down and flipped Raphael's robe up, vanishing under.

Adam gaped at Raphael. "She, uh, she. She-"

"Mmhmm," Raphael told Adam. "I get the feeling this isn't going to work out for you."

There was a muffled curse from under Raphael's robes. "Well?" Lilith's voice was demanding. "Where is it?"

"I don't have one."

Lilith emerged again. She stared blankly at Raphael. "You don't have one."

"No," Raphael said, patiently. "So it's not so much a 'you *shouldn't* eat' as a 'you *cannot* eat-'"

"I'm gonna be stuck in a place where the only *pretty* people don't have sex?"

"Well," Raphael began, "Sex yes, genders no, and it's not *everyone*-"

Lilith threw her hands out and headed for the gate leading east of Eden. "Forget this," she muttered, and headed out.

Raphael sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Hang on," she told Adam, shaking her head.

"Hang on?! That was my fellow human!"

"It's all right," Raphael reassured him. "We've got a spare."