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"Can I drop you anywhere"

"No, thank you. Oh, don't look so disappointed. Perhaps one day we could... I don't know... Have a picnic. Or dine at the Ritz."

"I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go."

"You go too fast for me, Crowley."
September 4, 2024 at 11:19 PM
"Don't go unscrewing the top"

"It's the real thing?"

"The holiest."

"After everything you said?"

Aziraphale nods

"Should I say thank you?"

"Better not."
September 4, 2024 at 11:15 PM
"You've already told me what do you think. A hundred and five years ago."

"And I haven't changed my mind. But I won't have you risking your life. Not even for something dangerous. So you can call off the robbery."
September 4, 2024 at 11:11 PM
"I work in Soho. I hear things. I hear you are setting up a caper to rob a church. Crowley, it's too dangerous. Holy water wouldn't just kill your body. It would destroy you completely"
September 4, 2024 at 11:08 PM
— Você disse que era ele! —gemeu Aziraphale, tirando o último pedaço de glacê da lapela. Lambeu os dedos.
— Era ele — disse Crowley — Quer dizer, eu deveria saber, não deveria?
September 3, 2024 at 8:10 PM
— Ele tem razão, sabe — concordou a menina de rabo de cavalo. — Você é uma droga mesmo. E ainda deve ser bicha.
September 3, 2024 at 8:08 PM
—¡Dijiste que era él! —gimió Azirafel, quitándose abstraído el último pegote de tarta de nata de la solapa. Se lamió los dedos para quitar los restos.
—Y era él —contestó Crowley—. Hombre, si lo sabré yo.
September 3, 2024 at 8:06 PM
—Es verdad, ¿sabes? —se quejó una niña pequeña con coleta—. Sí que eres una porquería, y seguro que eres marica.
September 3, 2024 at 8:05 PM
"You said it was him!" moaned Aziraphale, abstractedly picking the final lump of cream-cake from his lapel. He licked his fingers clean.
"It was him," said Crowley. "I mean, I should know, shouldn't I?"
September 3, 2024 at 8:05 PM
"He's right, you know," agreed a small girl with a pony tail. "You are rubbish. And probably a faggot."
September 3, 2024 at 8:04 PM
—Tú piénsalo —insistió Crowley incansable—. ¿Pero sabes qué es la eternidad? ¿Lo sabes, eh, lo que es la eternidad? O sea, ¿sabes lo que es la eternidad? Tienes la gran montaña, vale, de un kilómetro de alta, en el fin del universo, y una vez cada mil años el pájaro...
September 2, 2024 at 4:29 PM
"Just you think about it," said Crowley relentlessly. "You know what eternity is? You know what eternity is? I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There's this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there's this little bird—"
September 2, 2024 at 4:28 PM
— Pense bem — disse Crowley, implacavelmente. — Sabe o que é a eternidade? Quer dizer, sabe o que é a eternidade? Tem uma montanha enorme, veja bem, de um quilômetro e meio de altura, no fim do universo, e uma vez a cada mil anos vem um passarinho...
September 2, 2024 at 4:27 PM
Aziraphale jogou uma casca para o pato de penugem arrepiada, que o pegou na mesma hora e na mesma hora afundou
O anjo se virou para Crowley
— Sério, querido — murmurou ele
— Foi mal — disse Crowley — Não consegui me controlar
O pato voltou zangado à superfície
September 1, 2024 at 5:23 PM
Além disso, você acabava se acostumando com o único outro rosto presente de forma mais ou menos consistente durante seis milênios
September 1, 2024 at 5:19 PM
De modo geral, nem ele nem Crowley teriam escolhido a companhia um do outro, mas ambos eram homens, ou pelo menos criaturas em formato de homem, do mundo, e o Acordo fora vantajoso para ambos durante todo aquele tempo
September 1, 2024 at 5:17 PM
Tecnicamente, Aziraphale era um Anjo Principado, mas hoje em dias as pessoas faziam piadas com isso
September 1, 2024 at 5:15 PM
Azirafel le tiró un mendrugo a un macho un poco desgarbado, que lo atrapó y se sumergió enseguida
El ángel se volvió hacia Crowley
—Pero bueno, querido —murmuró
—Lo siento —se disculpó Crowley—, no sé en qué estaba pensando —
el pato salió irritado a la superficie
September 1, 2024 at 5:13 PM
Aziraphale tossed a crust to a scruffy-looking drake, which caught it and sank immediately.
The angel turned to Crowley.
"Really, my dear," he murmured.
"Sorry," said Crowley. "I was forgetting myself."
The duck bobbed angrily
to the surface.
September 1, 2024 at 5:12 PM
Besides, you grew accustomed to the only other face that had been around more or less consistently for six millennia
September 1, 2024 at 5:10 PM
On the whole, neither he nor Crowley would have chosen each other's company, but they were both men, or at least men-shaped creatures, of the world, and the Arrangement had worked to their advantage all this time.
September 1, 2024 at 5:10 PM
Technically Aziraphale was a Principality, but people made jokes about that
these days
September 1, 2024 at 5:10 PM
En general, ni él ni Crowley habrían elegido la compañía el uno del otro, pero eran hombres, o al menos criaturas antropomórficas, del mundo, y el Acuerdo les había estado beneficiando todo aquel tiempo
September 1, 2024 at 5:09 PM
Además, uno se acababa acostumbrando a la cara que había estado por allí más o menos sistemáticamente durante seis milenios
September 1, 2024 at 5:08 PM
Técnicamente Azirafel era un Principado, pero a la gente le había dado por bromear con eso aquellos días
September 1, 2024 at 5:07 PM