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[heaven_on_paper]

further nife and accurate prophecies concerning the worlde that is to com

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[hell_on_wheels]

Perusing ... the unchanged menu. That you know by heart.

[heaven_on_paper]

In case I'm struck by inspiration.

[ But when the server comes back he immediately and confidently orders exactly what they both thought he'd get. ]

[hell_on_wheels]

[ he moves his head in a way that makes it obvious he's rolling his eyes. ]

Inspiration seems to have passed us by today.

[heaven_on_paper]

[ Aziraphale ignores this remark and picks up his drink that the server just dropped off. ]

Shall we toast?

[hell_on_wheels]

Always up for one of those, but what're we toasting?

[ he holds up his wine glass anyway. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

...

[ a little hesitantly ]

To seeing more of each other?

[hell_on_wheels]

[ it's a little slow, but Crowley does start to smile with one side of his mouth, reaching out to clink their glasses. ]

To seeing more of each other.

[heaven_on_paper]

[ clink! Aziraphale is definitely smiling when he raises his glass to his mouth to take a sip afterwards. ]

[hell_on_wheels]

[ he sips too. his own little smile persisting. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

We could go for a little walk, later? Feed the ducks?

[hell_on_wheels]

If you want to, sure.

[heaven_on_paper]

Let's.

[hell_on_wheels]

Maybe we could do a picnic, too. At some point.

[heaven_on_paper]

You remembered.

[hell_on_wheels]

'course I did. Wouldn't forget a thing like that.

[heaven_on_paper]

We'll have to get a picnic basket.

[hell_on_wheels]

Are you telling me you don't already have one?

[heaven_on_paper]

It's missing the— [ his face falls a little ] insulated flask.

[ but he perks up again quickly ]

Doesn't matter! Easy enough to replace.

[hell_on_wheels]

Ah. Yeah ... pretty sure I still have that, or I did in the flat. Definitely getting you a new one.

[heaven_on_paper]

It's still there? In... the transfer's hands?

[hell_on_wheels]

The flask is, at any rate. They might not find it for a while, not that it'll do them any good if they do find it.

[heaven_on_paper]

Don't tell me you had to use it?

[hell_on_wheels]

Oh, didn't I tell you? When they were coming for me during ... [ vague hand gesture. ] ... all of that, I used most of it. Ligur's gone now, at least.

[ a beat. ]

... Told you it was for insurance.

[heaven_on_paper]

Crowley! You did not tell me.

[ He folds his hands, shaking his head. ]

... I'm just glad you werent hurt.

[hell_on_wheels]

Yeah, I tried very, very hard not to be hurt. Wore gloves and everything when I was putting it in the bucket.