"Yeeeah, he's gonna be a while." Barty didn't bother looking at them, he simply drew Bill into his arms, sliding both of his hands into his back pockets and pulling him closer still. He kissed him and then looked into his eyes. So romantic. "You realise I'm going to have to work on my assignment all night tomorrow to catch up, yeah?"

Well. Best to prepare him.

In the car, Crowley was still just holding Aziraphale, wondering whether they'd ever get out of this car. He honestly wasn't sure. "I don't have to sleep over, y'know? I can just go back home. Just wasn't sure whether I should leave you, is all. I could meet you tomorrow instead?"

Was that better? "Are you-- I'm sorry, they don't make manuals for this shit. What can I do?"