Wednesday's somewhat blurry eyes opened in appreciation and a wide grin lit his face.
"Það hefur langur tími síðan ÉG hafa heyra die Orð. Nú það *er* ánægja til hitta þú."* He raised his glass to Crowley in a toast. "To relics, then, and their continued survival. Without us, who would screw with the humans?"

*It has been a long time since I have heard the Words. Now it *is* a pleasure to meet you."