"He did tell me that it was a speciality of his," Gabriel smiled. "Other dessert recipes? I do hope he tries them out; I wouldn't be averse to being a guinea pig, of sorts."

He took another blissful bite, remembering his first taste of the newly discovered foodstuff called 'xocolātl', brought to him by Aziraphael. And here he was, centuries later, enjoying chocolate mousse with the same angel. It felt strangely fitting.

Sipping more port, he smiled and settled down for a peaceful tea (if one could call it that, seeing as how there wasn't actually any tea present; Gabriel didn't particularly like tea) with Aziraphael. Yes, business could certainly wait.