"Depends on how fast we can find a taxi," Crowley says, looking up the street. "I never call taxis. I have my own car for this."

He called taxis all the time back when horses and buggies were in fashion, but now that he has the Bentley----had, he reminds himself. Just something else the had to leave behind in London. Aziraphale lost the bookshop, Crowley lost the Bentley. And, really, of the two, the car was a far more precious commodity. It at least took them places.