Is that what that meant? If he had been called out on it Crowley would have feigned innocence, saying the gesture was only something he had seen kids doing in those old timely school days movies that he had liked to watch so much when drive-ins were that rare novelty that never really caught on in the UK. There was something satisfying about being able to sit in your car and watch a movie on the big screen. Shame really, that they hadn't lasted. Aziraphale might have enjoyed a movie as long as they were seated side-by-side in his Bentley.

This was a test. Aziraphale trusted him! Crowley knew that, but there had been that brief period of time which was so fresh in his mind when there had been a doubt. Back then the Angel might have said no, I won't tell you where Adam is and I won't even let you touch my books. Now however he would be trusted with them. Books meant a lot to Aziraphale and it said a great deal that he would be allowed to carry them. Crowley wondered just how far this newfound freedom extended.

"We could pass notes during lessons, make fun of the teachers," What other sort of things did delinquent kids do? Ah! "Cut class under the bleachers?"