Raising a bemused eyebrow, Crowley wondered if he'd been too good at tempting the angel. Or being tempted by the angel. Or something. He still wasn't quite sure how they'd gotten to this point. Still, it made him feel fizzy and warm, like he'd already had two drinks on an empty stomach, and he was ready for the actual alcohol to catch up.

"Someday, someplace, when you're least expecting it..." he murmured with a wicked grin on his face as he led Aziraphale into the restaurant.