"Oooh, perhaps next time we could go somewhere with better drinks and food." Aziraphale mused as he leaned back against the table and looked up at Spike and Nicolas, taking in their musical skills. No, not classical but rather good. If not a little depressive. Honestly, quite sad. He watched the first song and just took it in and by the last song on the set, he turned to Crowley with one raised eyebrow.

"My. They're quite sad, aren't they?"

Kind of made him want to make sure that Spike and Nicolas had some sort of counsellor. "I mean I'm happy they're in love but does it have to be so ... bleak?"