"That's cool." The plant book, he meant, although there was something... Well, something inherently and deeply uncool about Aziraphale's enthusiasm for all the other books that somehow was almost infectious anyway. So many books on the floor now, a whole pile of them. Why would he have a book on French? Who knew. He just liked it, for whatever reason.

"I got a plant at home. It's a fern." Was that an uncool thing to bring up? Probably, but whatever. Couldn't take it back now. "There used to be a florist in my street. I hung out there when I was little. Sometimes."