"Is that your type? The bad boy." No, Anathema couldn't know just how much of a milestone this was for Aziraphale, but given his initial reactions and reluctance, she could at least guess at it a little. She had always been good at reading people and it was not as if this was difficult to do right now Aziraphale's anxiety was palpable. "You two danced? That's ridiculously romantic, I hope you realise."

She had assumed maybe making out for a bit, hardly time for anything else, but dance? Anathema grinned, pulling him into a quick hug. "You are one lucky duck."