"I'd love my own planet. With blackjack and hookers." Crowley said it ever so drily, referencing the meme. Based on how affronted Dallen looked, he did not get the meme. There was a shock, of course he didn't. Forbidden media and all that.
"As Aziraphale says, it is hardly meant to be taken so literally." Dallen rolled his eyes in annoyance and reached for Aziraphale's arm, pulling him closer. Holding him tightly. He didn't want him near Crowley. "Now, excuse us, we're not going to listen to some sinners mock our faith."
"Mock? Me? I'd never." Crowley assured them, looking from one to the other. Looking at Aziraphale the most. "So, what's the loophole? How come you two can be dating? One of you playing wife?"
"How dare-- You have no right to imply!"
"I'm not implying anything. I'm inferring that you are two poofters shacking up because I'm the poofter who used to be with one of you."
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"As Aziraphale says, it is hardly meant to be taken so literally." Dallen rolled his eyes in annoyance and reached for Aziraphale's arm, pulling him closer. Holding him tightly. He didn't want him near Crowley. "Now, excuse us, we're not going to listen to some sinners mock our faith."
"Mock? Me? I'd never." Crowley assured them, looking from one to the other. Looking at Aziraphale the most. "So, what's the loophole? How come you two can be dating? One of you playing wife?"
"How dare-- You have no right to imply!"
"I'm not implying anything. I'm inferring that you are two poofters shacking up because I'm the poofter who used to be with one of you."