"We met during the mission. Please, Crowley, it's best you don't." For the sake of his sanity, he wanted to not do this any more. He reached forward and held onto Dallen, holding his forearm and trying to pull him but he didn't really have much strength for that. "Darling, please. Let's leave."

He didn't want to upset him. Then it would be a disaster. Especially now he knew, especially now he had met Crowley, knew of him and knew what the ring meant.

With one last tug, Aziraphale tried his best to get to the door, not wanting to make this a bigger scene. "Lovely party, Anthema, we must be going!"