Aziraphale is very good at switching between polite smiles and his more genuine expressions, so they should be fine. Crowley doesn't need to take the mantle of having to look chipper towards mortals. He utters a 'thank you' to the water, and is entirely too happy to see alcohol again, their old friend. Some nice sake for the both of them.
"We do, but what?" He takes the bottle, pours them both a drink. "They're getting smarter, and clearly don't even care about making a scene." He puts the bottle back down, and stops, for just a second, thinking what could have been of the people on that plane. He shakes his head slightly, with a bad taste in his mouth.
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Date: 2019-07-27 01:08 pm (UTC)"We do, but what?" He takes the bottle, pours them both a drink. "They're getting smarter, and clearly don't even care about making a scene." He puts the bottle back down, and stops, for just a second, thinking what could have been of the people on that plane. He shakes his head slightly, with a bad taste in his mouth.