Aziraphale thinks about all the times Heaven could have intervened in various slave trades and chose not to and decides to leave the question as rhetorical. There was that whole business with Moses, anyway, so the Almighty occasionally put Her metaphorical foot down. "Well, that is a good point. Small actions can have large, unintended consequences. But you really can't go wrong with kindness."

Lest Molly think that he's some sort of food snob, he gives him a reassuring smile. "Some of the best food comes out of little hole-in-the-wall establishments. Your friend Jester sounds like my type of person, although there are all manner of sweets. Honey, sugar, maple syrup, fresh fruit... but chocolate does scratch a particular itch when it comes to dessert."

A savory crepe is an excellent choice, in the angel's opinion. The waiter jots down their orders, then returns promptly with a small tea service that he leaves on their table. "I imagine magic must be used a lot on your world," he remarks as he pours them both a cup from an elegant glass teapot. "Is it only for fighting and healing, or do you use it for the little things, too?"