"You were missing out," Owen commented idly. John didn't really look the type, no, but people had surprised him before and the atmosphere in the right kind of pub was not to be underestimated.

He turned to give the other man a grin. "Probably do have something close enough. I'll take a quick peek just for you when we open up." Another drag, another thoughtful exhalation. "Don't buy it, personally." Quietly, as if musing to himself more than Aziraphale — maybe he was. He didn't buy it... but he had no other explanation to give for how he was somehow alive again.