"All good," Barty said, closing the window again and starting them back up on the road. "You heading for the centre?" Didn't take a mind reader. There were only so many places to go in this damn place. "I'm going that way too. Bill's gonna be hungry when he wakes up and we ain't got much food in the house."

He glanced at his brother from the side, deciding that he'd have to give him at least a bit of an allowance. Couldn't let him go off entirely without funds - and he was sure he was. "Now, you're always such a little angel boy. So do tell me, Aziraphale. How are things with you?"

What had led to him being here of all places at this time? Against the rules.