Poor old Bracy and Gedge, they don't really stand a chance against such demonic incompetence, do they?
This made me giggle a lot, especially the little insights into Aziraphale's discreet gentleman's club, with the swishy waiter and the unseen flamboyant members. Er. That sounds a bit manly. *g* Aziraphale's so quietly debauched. I like the way he misunderstood what Crowley meant about interfering with young army officers (because it's obvious he had been, or at least thinking about it), and the way he'd done nothing much but eat and read for the past few months. And I love the way Crowley is rather dim about Aziraphale's club, and his whole misunderstanding of what Aziraphale had been up to; it's very sweet. And I love the way he laughs at himself after he eventually twigs:
'It's very good,' Aziraphale said, and took his elbow. 'You don't mind me being touchy-feely, do you?'
'Shut it,' Crowley said, a very slight smile on his lips.
He is, really. A few nice meals, some good books and a pretty young waiter to look at (although anything more than looking would probably be an unacceptable use of reading time).
And Crowley really is rather dim, but then he has been asleep for the better part of the century! He just hasn't properly woken up yet . . .
He was still unsure how all of this had come to pass, but he was so very glad that it had.
I'm so very glad as well. how nice of Crowley to assist Aziraphale in promoting manly young love!
loved the flirting waiter and the perhaps not-quite discreet club (and Crowley missed the signs). I'm sure their dinner was lovely, I've a soft spot for the pair of them.
Hee! I'm glad you liked it! Poor Crowley, being so dim (I'm sure he'd be horrified if he thought he had contributed to hand-holding and chaste cuddles :-)
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This made me giggle a lot, especially the little insights into Aziraphale's discreet gentleman's club, with the swishy waiter and the unseen flamboyant members. Er. That sounds a bit manly. *g* Aziraphale's so quietly debauched. I like the way he misunderstood what Crowley meant about interfering with young army officers (because it's obvious he had been, or at least thinking about it), and the way he'd done nothing much but eat and read for the past few months. And I love the way Crowley is rather dim about Aziraphale's club, and his whole misunderstanding of what Aziraphale had been up to; it's very sweet. And I love the way he laughs at himself after he eventually twigs:
'It's very good,' Aziraphale said, and took his elbow. 'You don't mind me being touchy-feely, do you?'
'Shut it,' Crowley said, a very slight smile on his lips.
That's adorable, really.
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Oh I say, old chap!
Aziraphale's so quietly debauched.
He is, really. A few nice meals, some good books and a pretty young waiter to look at (although anything more than looking would probably be an unacceptable use of reading time).
And Crowley really is rather dim, but then he has been asleep for the better part of the century! He just hasn't properly woken up yet . . .
Thank you!
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I'm so very glad as well. how nice of Crowley to assist Aziraphale in promoting manly young love!
loved the flirting waiter and the perhaps not-quite discreet club (and Crowley missed the signs). I'm sure their dinner was lovely, I've a soft spot for the pair of them.
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I doubt Crowley ever catches on about the club!
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