Aziraphale nodded and thanked Belial, feeling both disappointed and thankful when the demon vanished, giving his two patrons some privacy.
Aziraphale smiled back at Gabriel. "It's not as if we're on official business anyway," he replied, "so we can postpone 'business' for as long as you'd like."
Aziraphale took a spoonful and did moan. It was just exactly what he needed - it felt like getting his wings rubbed - it was utterly and absolutely perfect, and exactly what he needed to boost his spirits.
While 99 percent of his mind was indulging, the remaining percent had to admit that Belial's mousse was better than his. Oh well - it's not like mousse was one of Aziraphale's specialties anyway (or so that one percent insisted). Some day he would share his chocolate caramel ice cream cake.
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Aziraphale smiled back at Gabriel. "It's not as if we're on official business anyway," he replied, "so we can postpone 'business' for as long as you'd like."
Aziraphale took a spoonful and did moan. It was just exactly what he needed - it felt like getting his wings rubbed - it was utterly and absolutely perfect, and exactly what he needed to boost his spirits.
While 99 percent of his mind was indulging, the remaining percent had to admit that Belial's mousse was better than his. Oh well - it's not like mousse was one of Aziraphale's specialties anyway (or so that one percent insisted). Some day he would share his chocolate caramel ice cream cake.