Crowley really was something else. Like something out of a daydream. The way he dressed, the way he acted, the way he talked to him. As if he actually liked him or something. He was baffled but excited. He wished he could have been about ten years younger and less awkward - then maybe this could be something.

As they took a seat, Aziraphale smiled at Crowley. "I can't promise that but I can promise I will make sure your time is well spend with me. Pick whatever you want to eat! It's always exciting, watching what others pick and trying new things." He never had experiences like this until he was an adult so to him, it was exciting.