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“Are you sure? But why …?” Aziraphale and the Them looked at Crowley curiously. Surely he’d been joking. “My dear, that can’t be right.”
Everyone would be heading to their own homes soon, but Aziraphale enjoyed this getting together tradition.
“It is. I’m telling the truth.” Crowley was grinning, surprised none of them already knew this, but enjoying the unexpected befuddlement he’d caused.
“I expect he’s taking the mick,” Adam declared suspiciously.
“Nope, you can look it up. They do “cookies and milk”.”
The children looked at their mince pies and glass of sherry.
“They’re all mad over there!” Pepper decided.