After a text conversation that revealed a few too many things about Aziraphale than he intended, the angel finds himself at the same sushi restaurant-slash-karaoke bar, only this time he has Crowley for company.

The chef, already on a first name (or one name, in this case) basis with Aziraphale, has a bottle of sake brought to the table, along with a variety of his signature rolls. At the other end of the bar, the karaoke machine is occupied by a group of young women happily belting out "I Will Survive". The restaurant is lit up in cool neon colors, at odds with Aziraphale's usual appearance, although no one pays attention to that except perhaps the angel himself, who is feeling oddly self-conscious in Crowley's company.

"Well," he says, after a long sip of sake. "You wanted to ask me about the dancing?"