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“Wot’s this?”
“Well, now that we stopped the Second Coming and we're living together, I thought we could send holiday cards to everyone with our new address on them!”
“Everyone that I would want to be able to find us already knows how, angel. And I thought you didn't like the ‘commercialization of being nice to one another'?”
“I did say that, didn't I. But this card is just so pretty! And I'm just so thrilled to be here with you and to have friends that I want to send nice things to. Is that so bad?”
“...no, angel. Of course it's fine. At least it's not one of those cards where the front is just us in hideous jumpers with goofy expressions.”
“Oh, now you're giving me ideas for next year! Oh, don't look at me like that, it was just a joke. Sometimes you're so easy to rile up, dearest.”
“I’ll agree to this specific card only, at least it's stylish. None of those wintery animal stamps, though. It's the Best of Queen stamp or it's not on.”
“I knew you'd see things my way. I do love you, Crowley.”
“...love you too, angel.”