Aziraphale finds Crowley's unease over the situation a little droll considering the amount of chaos the demon normally enjoys causing. "You turn into a snake, darling," he points out to his partner. "Although I suppose a lack of control over the transformation would be rather jarring..."

At least Balthazar seems happy with the temporary change to his corporation. When the angelic rodent hops onto his shoulder, he smiles and pets his furry head with a finger. "Don't mind Crowley, it's just that you aren't even the first animal to pop out of my hat. There's been a raven Loki, a rabbit Loki, a hyena, and, ah... a rabbit Moloch... needless to say, it's been an odd Halloween, even by our standards."

Aziraphale picks up his hat and flips it over to dust off the top, the peanut shell falling out onto the table. "My hat is not a rubbish bin," he tuts at Balthazar before picking up the shell and turning it in his hand so that it's a new, untouched nut. No miracle, just some exceptionally good sleight-of-hand. "Care for another?"