"I rather liked mead the last time I tried it," Gabriel commented. "Though it would be odd having another version of myself 'hanging around', yes."
He carefully unfolded the napkin and spread it on his lap, smoothing out the corners, chewing on his bottom lip. "Perhaps it's just that one bad experience, but I've never been overly fond of the New World."
"Sir?" the waiter addressed Aziraphale. "Would you like to order anything to eat?"
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Date: Thursday, 11 March 2010 10:47 (UTC)He carefully unfolded the napkin and spread it on his lap, smoothing out the corners, chewing on his bottom lip. "Perhaps it's just that one bad experience, but I've never been overly fond of the New World."
"Sir?" the waiter addressed Aziraphale. "Would you like to order anything to eat?"