"That's sound advice. You should listen to Bill, Aziraphale." Hartley would recommend it. He wondered whether it would even fit. He also wondered what it would be like to do it. He had no experience, of course not. He'd barely ever so much as touched a boy, much less done anything like that. Kiss on the hand was further than he'd ever gotten, so now Aziraphale was officially beyond him, experience-wise. That was depressing. He glanced at Bill, wondering just how experienced he might be.

His face grew heated and he shook his head, wondering whether he'd be able to help Aziraphale out a little. "Just walk over there and help him with getting everything back in the car. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."