



There was definitely something very weird about them, she decided.
Aziraphale bowed again. “So glad to have been of assistance,” he said.
“Thank you,” said Anathema, icily.
“Can we get on?” said Crowley. “Goodnight, miss. Get in, angel.“
Ah. Well, that explained it. She had been perfectly safe after all.
crowley, seeing anathema & newt holding hands: so, how long you lot been together
anathema: oh we just met today
crowley, thinking about how he’s been flirting w aziraphale for 6000 yrs and the angel can barely acknowledge that they’re friends: right
Look at the state of this coat. I’ve kept this in tip-top condition for over 180 years now. I’ll never get this stain out.
You could miracle it away.
Yes, but… well, I would always know the stain was there. Underneath, I mean.