Crowley arrives, and tries, unsuccessfully, to
weasel some information out of Death - namely, what she thinks John Constantine is going to do with those remiges.
Aziraphale and Tonks arrive, and Crowley
teases the angel about his secret shame, and joins in Tonks' snarking about bureaucracy.
They are
distracted by the arrival of Tonks' beau, Charlie Weasley. Aziraphale gives Charlie the traditional
big brother spiel. It's
AMAZING. Charlie and Tonks are, respectively,
horrified and mortified, whilst
Crowley is DYING. Finally, the
master-stroke proves to be too much, and Aziraphale and Crowley
cave, and die laughing.
After Tonks and Charlie
head off for some well-deserved privacy, Aziraphale and Crowley actually have what passes for a
normal conversation for a bit. For a minute, everyone thought there was going to be rather explicitly sexual-sounding
WINGSMUT, but no dice. They talk about
flying,
Innate Evil Charisma, and
Aziraphale's modelling career. Aziraphale's
spare room is discussed, and there is what might almost be considered
flirting. Crowley shows Aziraphale one of his
creepier talents, which unsettles the angel immensely. However, it all ends
schmoopily, even if it does take a mallet and chisel to get Crowley to recognise a
compliment. Aziraphale
quotes Gascoigne, and makes his exit, followed by a starry-eyed demon.