Crowley takes a large drink of the small cup of sake. The alcohol burns, the spice burns, and human food is so very stupid.

"What the Heaven...?" he sputters. That tasted nothing like the sushi he had just tried and was nothing like what he expected at all. He looks around the shop, and realizes the person who entered has vanished.

He looks at Aziraphale and coughs. "Do you think...?"