"I admit to having quite the artistic lean back in those days. I was sent to the Headmaster's office regularly for it."

His head lolled to the side, the defeated last grumble of one who knew he was going to end up wearing pink frills and a brightly smiling white bunny. Anything to see Aziraphale spoiled absolutely rotten! Anthony shrugged his shoulder, working to free his arm of his leather jacket but not moving so quickly as to force Fell's hands from his chest. He couldn't be ruined in front of kids either but there was no reason to hurry their parting.

"I'll need a paintbrush too, maybe some one to show me how to use it?"