Bearded Aziraphale + long hair Crowley doodles lets gooo
Y'all how did Aziraphale exactly know about the process for human production?
He seemed to know pretty much.
He hadn't even eaten human food before the time, and there certainly weren't science books explaining it back at the time-
Give your man a hug Aziraphale. Do it NOW
I. CAN NOT. gET him. oUT. of. MY HEEEEAAAAAAAAAD
"What have they done to you?"
This put my artistic abilities into way too much challenge.
Neil Gaiman, probably: Crowley is a cool, suave, powerful prince of Hell. He is somewhere in London sipping whisky and staring mournfully into the middle distance while "Pale Blue Eyes" spins on the record player.
Me: So the Bentley is refusing to play anything but "My Happy Ending" by Avril Lavigne on repeat and Crowley has been lying in the back seat for three days straight. He has consumed half a dozen gallons of ice cream right out of the carton while ugly crying so hard that his corporation manifested smudged eyeliner in sympathy.
Trouble in the 1800's - Good Omens
The next time we see them together Crowley asks for holy water. What did they do to the poor dear?