"Well, it definitely wouldn't get certain people of the female persuasion sucking anything," Gabriel said with a ridiculous amount of dignity. He ruined it by leaning forward to stage whisper, "I'm talking about you getting head, by the way."

Then the archangel pushed himself back with a lurch, opening his mouth to say something else before it snapped shut again. For a moment he stared at Aziraphale, his fingers tapping the shot-glass.

And he didn't drink. But finally he said, "I never tried to lecture someone at one of Caligula's parties."