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[sauntered_downward]

"We'll just have them ship it directly," he says. "I'm sure they do that."

They might not have done it until exactly that moment, but they most certainly do now.

He takes a sip. "A snakeskin swimsuit, though? I can't see what you take me for." Yes, he's going to bring that back up.

[lunchbreaks]

"What do you mean? You love snakeskin. On your shoes and your belt and everything, don't act like it's a novel idea," he shoots back. Then he makes a face. "Ugh, no, I don't like this one. It's got a bit of a horse sweat note to it. You try it."

[sauntered_downward]

"Horse sweat?" Crowley says, making a face. He takes a sniff of the wine and passes on it immediately. "Nevermind, I see what you mean."

The next one he takes a sip of and gives a nod. "Bit sweet, this one. Make a good dessert."

[lunchbreaks]

"I think we have enough dessert wines, but you know I can't resist more," he responds, taking the glass. "Mm, punchy."

At that time, the cheese plate comes, and Aziraphale clasps his hands together in delight. "Oh Crowley, this was such a lovely idea."