"... He's getting a degree?! A law degree? He's getting a-a-a-" Well, wasn't that just annoying because he had been told that Barty was a drop out loser and now he was learning that he paid for bills, got shoes and STUDIED LAW. With wide eyes, shock overtaking, the door to the car finally opened and Aziraphale stumbled out with zero grace to look at his big brother.
"YOU'RE STUDYING LAW."
"Shh. Jesus, don't draw attention." In that outfit. In the middle of the street. Asking to get his arse kicked. Bill gestured his hand. "Let's head inside, yeah?"
"An actual degree? Like one from a university? The local one? The one that's 50 minutes by bus?"
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"YOU'RE STUDYING LAW."
"Shh. Jesus, don't draw attention." In that outfit. In the middle of the street. Asking to get his arse kicked. Bill gestured his hand. "Let's head inside, yeah?"
"An actual degree? Like one from a university? The local one? The one that's 50 minutes by bus?"