[ Aziraphale cracks up too, half because of the words that he says, and half because of the way that he says it. Finally, when their laughter subsides, he says, in between little upstarts of giggles: ]
I do love a... a good Italian bakery.
And a... thoughtful lover.
[ He makes eyes at Crowley one more time before tearing his gaze away and then taking up the fork to continue dessert. He insists on his snack, of course. ]
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I do love a... a good Italian bakery.
And a... thoughtful lover.
[ He makes eyes at Crowley one more time before tearing his gaze away and then taking up the fork to continue dessert. He insists on his snack, of course. ]