"If you don't mind terribly," Aziraphale said, and was sitting down, spoon in ice cream, in the space no greater than that which took a human to blink. Well, it was quick, anyway.

"Thank you, Belial," the angel said warmly, as he took a bite of the ice cream. "Delishish."

He took another bite, not taking any notice that he was smearing a little bit about his mouth. He smiled. "So, I've been meaning to ask you, but perhaps you could tell me what you've been up to lately?"