Aziraphale's Book Shop: Help! War scares me.
Azirapale flopped weakly on his couch, still exhausted from yesterday’s adventure. “So War and I road the tea cup ride and the wedding march started playing. She then informed me that we were now married according to the laws of her people…” The…
“Yes. I am afraid plans have changed for interfacing today. Apparently there was an accident involving Dummy, a gallon of motor oil, transmission fluid, and Sir’s favorite blow torch.”