"That's true," he says tentatively. He once would have argued that Upstairs likely had its reasons for keeping certain information discreet, but he knows better now. It's a lot to think about, too much, in fact, so when Balthazar drops the subject, so does he.
Besides, he has a tour to give! He stands up as well, tugging down his waistcoat. Balthazar might notice that he's exchanged his usual white jacket for a cardigan the color of oatmeal. This is his idea of relaxed wear, although he still has on his bowtie.
"That sounds lovely, Balthazar. Let me know when it's convenient for me to visit your Nexus flat, and the gallery. Crowley and I are planning a long weekend on Alpha Centauri, but otherwise I'm available." A pause, and then he asks, "Ah, if you are sure that it's safe for me to visit your world?" He can easily imagine how difficult it would be to explain the presence of an angel not from his world. Come to think of it, that's something he should have thought of before inviting Balthazar here... ah, well, it's no matter. Aziraphale is probably in a better position with Balthazar here, should Gabriel pay an unexpected visit, which he doubts he will.
Without further ado, he leads Balthazar to the front of the shop. It looks exactly as one might expect from an antique bookshop in downtown London, with a maze of shelves, books tucked into every available nook and cranny. He points out the rotunda on the second floor, marked with cardinal points. Aziraphale's front desk sits under the 'E', a touch more organized than the one in the back. There are a few knick-knacks on the shelf above it, as well as the teddy bear that Crowley won Aziraphale at the Nexus carnival.
"Well, there you have it," Aziraphale says, once he's shown Balthazar about. "I've kept it running for over two centuries."
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Date: 2019-09-12 10:38 pm (UTC)Besides, he has a tour to give! He stands up as well, tugging down his waistcoat. Balthazar might notice that he's exchanged his usual white jacket for a cardigan the color of oatmeal. This is his idea of relaxed wear, although he still has on his bowtie.
"That sounds lovely, Balthazar. Let me know when it's convenient for me to visit your Nexus flat, and the gallery. Crowley and I are planning a long weekend on Alpha Centauri, but otherwise I'm available." A pause, and then he asks, "Ah, if you are sure that it's safe for me to visit your world?" He can easily imagine how difficult it would be to explain the presence of an angel not from his world. Come to think of it, that's something he should have thought of before inviting Balthazar here... ah, well, it's no matter. Aziraphale is probably in a better position with Balthazar here, should Gabriel pay an unexpected visit, which he doubts he will.
Without further ado, he leads Balthazar to the front of the shop. It looks exactly as one might expect from an antique bookshop in downtown London, with a maze of shelves, books tucked into every available nook and cranny. He points out the rotunda on the second floor, marked with cardinal points. Aziraphale's front desk sits under the 'E', a touch more organized than the one in the back. There are a few knick-knacks on the shelf above it, as well as the teddy bear that Crowley won Aziraphale at the Nexus carnival.
"Well, there you have it," Aziraphale says, once he's shown Balthazar about. "I've kept it running for over two centuries."