"I knew it!" Gabriel jabbed the air at Aziraphale again, laughing, and indicated the server for more drinks. At least, he was laughing right up until Aziraphale said that, and then his expression of mirth faltered for a moment before he yanked it back up again. "Foul play, bro."

He down the last of his own drink, motioning for the bartender to hurry it up with those others. "I never," he started, then pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes at Aziraphale. Finally he smirked. "I never wore a bowtie."