Aziraphale wiggles his shoulders at the prospect of more Celestials, excitement winning out over any potential nervousness. "I'd be delighted to meet them, Lucifer, you can call on me for any sort of socializing, especially in the Nexus. And I've already met Levi, he is certainly personable... pray tell, who in your court has taken a shine to him?"

He knows what Lucifer is implying. What a curious thing, to have a vessel with their own romantic partner. It makes Aziraphale grateful that his possession of Madame Tracy was brief, not wanting to be a third wheel in her relationship with Shadwell any longer than necessary.