"Oh, okay. Maybe next time, I can make you a drink." Well, that seemed like a polite thing to do. Aziraphale smiled and then looked around to try and find something he could offer. He eventually picked up a snickers bar he had and held it out, wanting to be a hospitable sort. "Do you want something to eat? I bet you have to eat a lot, you're big and strong. You're so tall."

Aziraphale smiled at him. He was a nice man and he was sure he was so, so strong. He could give Gabriel a run for his money.