"Alright." A man could get very spoiled to be granted so much stolen time and attention. It might just go to his head. Maybe it already was.
Aziraphale fished into the basket. Some of the contents had shifted, but everything seemed fine. He pulled out the wine, since that was rather heavy and large, then the blanket which had been settled over the top of everything to keep it all well-padded and safe. It was indeed a large blanket in traditional red and white checks. It was part of a set and matched the lining of the basket as well as the napkins.
Next came the wine glasses, short-stemmed and thick glass to keep them from breaking easily, with the napkins tucked inside. There were two, one for the each of them. He had not been expecting Crowley when he packed the basket, and now that Crowley had seemed so intent on pushing the two of them together and leaving, two glasses were all they needed. That was good, right? Two by two like a little matched set? Oh, he hoped Crowley made it home before the rain began in earnest.
"Oh, do they? Have a lot of experience with that?" He turned and presented the folded blanket to Anthony. "Would you be a dear? Maybe," He considered the choices in a glance around the room, "on the floor by the fireplace? It seems cozy."
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Aziraphale fished into the basket. Some of the contents had shifted, but everything seemed fine. He pulled out the wine, since that was rather heavy and large, then the blanket which had been settled over the top of everything to keep it all well-padded and safe. It was indeed a large blanket in traditional red and white checks. It was part of a set and matched the lining of the basket as well as the napkins.
Next came the wine glasses, short-stemmed and thick glass to keep them from breaking easily, with the napkins tucked inside. There were two, one for the each of them. He had not been expecting Crowley when he packed the basket, and now that Crowley had seemed so intent on pushing the two of them together and leaving, two glasses were all they needed. That was good, right? Two by two like a little matched set? Oh, he hoped Crowley made it home before the rain began in earnest.
"Oh, do they? Have a lot of experience with that?" He turned and presented the folded blanket to Anthony. "Would you be a dear? Maybe," He considered the choices in a glance around the room, "on the floor by the fireplace? It seems cozy."