"Oh, yeah. He's a tough bastard," Crowley claimed, while handing the bucket back over to Aziraphale. "Not a bad turn-out. You've charmed them." He smiled, loving in a way that was so obvious Sirius almost felt as if he should avert his eyes.

"I'm more hardcore than Aziraphale," Holden stated, not thinking that was saying much, "None of my boyfriends ever called me angel."

"I need a nickname for you, Remus," Sirius announced suddenly, as if he was realising just how vital that was, "What do you think it should be? Honey bear... Chocolate button?" He was considering his options here.