"Cheesecake," he announced, blond head emerging. "Er," the angel added, a bit quieter, "I have a craving for a raspberry cheesecake. It will be a little sweet for the Gewurtz- and don't smirk at me, my dear, I know you, and I know that you're laughing at my dissatisfaction of this detail, but I daresay that I am right in this case. But I will persevere and we shall perish - quite happily, perhaps - from massive amounts of sweets tonight."
The waiter arrived, and they both ordered the duck - although Aziraphale had long found canard to be a ridiculous word, even when he couldn't remember it as a langue de boeuf or a langue d'ouef word, precisely. Probably the latter; the French had a weird sense of humour.
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Date: 2006-06-04 05:13 am (UTC)The waiter arrived, and they both ordered the duck - although Aziraphale had long found canard to be a ridiculous word, even when he couldn't remember it as a langue de boeuf or a langue d'ouef word, precisely. Probably the latter; the French had a weird sense of humour.