"Yeah, I'm going to buy Aziraphale some angel cake. Seems fitting." He turned his head to smile at Aziraphale, seeing that conflict on his face. Good for the ego, honestly, that he seemed to be winning out here. "You don't mind, angel, do you?"

Barty leaned back, hand on Bill's thigh still, and he gave a brief nod. "Have fun, Aziraphale. Don't let him take advantage of you." He was making fun of his brother there, but it was quite the funny image. Someone so full of swagger and his little brother.

"I'll behave," Crowley promised, looking at Bill. "You didn't tell me Barty had a hot brother."