[The look on Aziraphale's face remains, now turning more bemused β almost accusatory, in a way. Really? This, all this, and Crowley's thinking about cinema?
Whatever.]
We very well may have. Let's... let's stay together. Maybe we can find someone else? A neighbor...?
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Whatever.]
We very well may have. Let's... let's stay together. Maybe we can find someone else? A neighbor...?