( They'd always known it had to happen, sooner or later. )

It's almost frightening, really, how quickly he's become used to there being someone else in the flat when he comes back to it. He talks to the houseplants, sure (has since the early seventies), but the houseplants have never been much for watching television with him. He doesn't sit around while he's eating dinner and chat with the houseplants.

( If the situation weren't so bloody ridiculous... )

The angel's question is a difficult one-and not merely because Crowley is, in fact, quite drunk at the moment and trying to keep from falling off his perch on the edge of the table in the back room of Aziraphale's bookshop. Of course he's never been a reader the way Aziraphale is but he's done his fair share over the years, not to mention all the ( Read more... )