Ellie nodded to Roman. "We'll be fine. I'll get his room number and just take him on up. If Aziraphale's not in his room, check the third-floor library. He's blond, a bit plump, usually wears tweed and sometimes reading spectacles. And says 'dear' a lot. You can't miss him."

"That's right, sweetheart," she murmured as the werewolf headed off, cradling the other demon close as she walked slowly toward the Manor entrance. "Don't you worry. Whatever those two think they're trying to pull, it's going to stop."

How exactly that would come about she wasn't sure, but she knew of at least three other entities in the Manor who weren't likely to take this incident lying down. Adam had better be paying attention. She feared matters would come to a boil rather quickly once word got around.