Who knows how long that'll be, we could have centuries before they decide to risk bothering us again.

[Ever the optimist, as much as he wouldn't like to admit it.

He'll sort of own up to it now, though, because it's hard to remember to be cool and detached when Aziraphale is so close and touching him like that. He closes his eyes for a moment, tilting his head to the side to expose more of his throat.]

I'm hardly going to spoil it now, am I? There's opportunity enough for it here, we just got the steps a bit out of order. Doesn't mean I can't take you out dancing.

[Proper dancing, not the awful kind that Crowley does in clubs.

They'll have to be careful, of course, but that's nothing new.]