"You're going to minister to the online sex-preds?" Crowley looked at Aziraphale, then back at the laptop. This wasn't a good idea. None of this was a good idea. Trying to explain computers and the Internet to Aziraphale was like trying to teach a lust demon abstinence. Theoretically possible but who wants to put forth the gargantuan effort?

"Okay, you already saw the keyboard, which is where you type, that's the touch pad, and that's the screen. Basics covered. Let's go get a drink."