WHO: Aziraphale, Crowley, and Castiel
WHAT: AZIRAPHALE INTRODUCES HIMSELF TO HIS FELLOW ANGEL AND LIKE TRIES REALLY HARD NOT TO VOMIT ON HIM
WHERE: Seattle
WHEN: All Hallows' Eve.
WARNINGS: incredible angelic awkwardness, bemusement, etc
Aziraphale stumbled out the doorway, still singing.
"THE CROWN OF HIS LIFE AND THE TOOL OF HIS TRADE,
AND TOGETHER THEY MAKE THEIR LAST STAAAAND--"
He paused, hanging onto Crowley's arm for dear life, and said, "What's the next line?" He paused for slightly longer. "Is there a next line?"
It was quite cold outside. Behind them, the door slammed shut.