Aziraphale is out for a stroll in the Nexus, preferring the clear skies and mild temperature to the current gloomy London rain. He's left Crowley back at the flat above the bookshop, dozing in their bed, promising him some treats from an alien-run chocolate shop that happens to make the best raspberry truffles that either of them has ever had.
His wandering has led him past Balthazar's apartment building, thinking he might see if the fellow celestial is home and inviting him along to the chocolatier. He's initially pleased by the serendipity of Balthazar sitting outside and waves cheerfully, but his angelic senses tell him a moment later that it isn't Balthazar who is currently in control.
"Oh, um... hello." He puts his arm down and smiles politely, suddenly feeling a bit shy. "It's Levi, is it? I'm a friend of Balthazar's. Sorry to interrupt you."
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His wandering has led him past Balthazar's apartment building, thinking he might see if the fellow celestial is home and inviting him along to the chocolatier. He's initially pleased by the serendipity of Balthazar sitting outside and waves cheerfully, but his angelic senses tell him a moment later that it isn't Balthazar who is currently in control.
"Oh, um... hello." He puts his arm down and smiles politely, suddenly feeling a bit shy. "It's Levi, is it? I'm a friend of Balthazar's. Sorry to interrupt you."