[ He turns the plate around curiously in his hands, and peers up at Aziraphale to observe what he does. What little apprehension was there as fled, replaced by curiosity as he follows the other angel's lead. ]
Right. Wine, steak, eggs. Pretty eggcited to get cracking, eh?
[ He leans over, nudging Aziraphale playfully in the shoulder with his elbow. ]
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Right. Wine, steak, eggs. Pretty eggcited to get cracking, eh?
[ He leans over, nudging Aziraphale playfully in the shoulder with his elbow. ]