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Date: April 30th
Place: Raphael's room
Status: Private (Raphael, Aziraphale)
Summary: Aziraphale is a bit peeved that Raphael is here and didn't tell him.

Aziraphale found Room 110 easily enough, and he knocked on the door, tapping his foot in agitation.

Oh, he was going to let him have it.  There was no way that that silly, self-sacrificing mentor of his was going to get away with coming here, injured, and not telling him!

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Raphael was about to interject when he noticed a big colored sign advertising Oreo Cookie Milkshakes. Moving his head curiously he contemplated the idea of Oreos crunched up and mixed with vanilla ice cream.

"I think I'll try that," he said, discussion about the state of his carpet temporarily forgotten.

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Aziraphale stopped in front of the shop and his smile broadened when Raphael knew what he wanted already. "All right then," he said fondly. Since no one was in line, he stepped up and ordered.

"A large Oreo milkshake, and two scoops of chocolate on a cone, please," he said, taking out his wallet and giving exact change.

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Raphael took the treat when it was given to him, eyeing it curiously. Oreos. In ice cream. Whoever came up with that had obviously been blessed with divine genius.

He waited for Aziraphale to get his ice cream before he'd start on his own.

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Aziraphale sat down next to Raphael, tenderly licking the chocolate ice cream. "Not bad," he approved. "How's yours?"