Crowley could propose it later and Aziraphale would be all for it, but he's busy right now trying to enjoy his wine and thwarting his soon-to-be husband from causing a scene.

So really, same old, same old.

"Honestly, Crowley, please," he starts, but he can't hide his amused laugh at the end.

Some of the other patrons have started to notice, and one of the younger women leans in and whispers to her boyfriend, "I hope we're like that when we're older."