[Eloquent as always when he's feeling flustered and uncertain, but he shoves it aside in favor of busying himself with the phone, dialing 'his' number.
(After this, he might start finally wearing that stupid watch they gave him, just to be more easily contactable.)
It takes several rings to get through, and Aziraphale sounds equally flustered, but he manages a short conversation with reassurances that he's perfectly fine, not a scratch on him, and some theories on what the Hell/Heaven is going on, before Aziraphale insists he has to go, and hangs up. Crowley sighs, and goes to see if Archer has found alcohol yet, because he very much wants some.]
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[Eloquent as always when he's feeling flustered and uncertain, but he shoves it aside in favor of busying himself with the phone, dialing 'his' number.
(After this, he might start finally wearing that stupid watch they gave him, just to be more easily contactable.)
It takes several rings to get through, and Aziraphale sounds equally flustered, but he manages a short conversation with reassurances that he's perfectly fine, not a scratch on him, and some theories on what the Hell/Heaven is going on, before Aziraphale insists he has to go, and hangs up. Crowley sighs, and goes to see if Archer has found alcohol yet, because he very much wants some.]
It's the jack o'lanterns, apparently.
[Who'd have thunk.]