*Aziraphale comes out from the back room, and looks at Crowley. For the first time, he gets a clear understanding of the expression behind the permanent sunglasses.*
*An uncomfortable silence begins to grow. Crowley fidgets with the cuffs of his jacket, not wanting to look up.*
*Eventually he raises his head slowly to look the angel straight in the eye. Aziraphale stands there calmly, waiting patiently, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.*
*Crowley strides forward and embraces him in a hug.*
I think that's quite biologically impossible, my dear. And if adoption was possible, I don't think you could quite handle a child, given the way you treat your houseplants.
Knock, knock?
*He stands there, unsure what to do.*
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Hello.
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*An uncomfortable silence begins to grow. Crowley fidgets with the cuffs of his jacket, not wanting to look up.*
*Eventually he raises his head slowly to look the angel straight in the eye. Aziraphale stands there calmly, waiting patiently, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.*
*Crowley strides forward and embraces him in a hug.*
I'm sorry, okay? And I mean it.
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I know, my dear. *kisses his temple* Silly boy.
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*breaks away* Let's go to lunch, shall we? My treat?
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Oh, we've both been invited to a baby-shower. Delirium is pregnant and she's now turned back to Delight.
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Yes, sushi would be nice.
*stops for a moment* Delirium of the Endless? Are her family okay?
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