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May 1st and 2nd - In the Beginning and Contrast
“So, any plans, Angel?”
“I was thinking of going on a stroll, a few miracles here and there. You?”
“Nothing in particular. Hey, what are you looking at?”
“Oh, my apologies, dearest. I thought I saw - nevermind. What were you saying?”
“Aziraphale, just who I was looking for!”
“Hello, Archangel. What can I -”
“You’ve been assigned to the Eastern Gate. Nice and deserted, just your speed. Get going”
“Oh, are you sure? I’m not -”
“Don’t question me, Principality. Oh, take these to Room 42, would you?”
“You know, Angel, I never thought you’d be the one everyone knew”
“I have a few acquaintances, nothing special.”
“You’ve waved to three people since we left. If you had been recalled, they’d probably send you back in a week just to get people to stop asking questions. There is nothing more infuriating than someone who never stops asking, trust me.”
“Oh, always”
“Aziraphale! Come on, it’s time for a performance review”
“That can’t be - I had a review last month, Archangel”
“Well, the schedule says it’s time for a review, and we both know how forgetful you are. Come on, the committees' waiting”
“Angel, is that the painting we saw in 1764, at Wilson’s party?”
“Yes, I believe so. That was certainly an eventful evening”
“Terrifying was more like it”
“That would be a more apt description. Oh, do you remember…”