Does he remember? Of course he remembers! Not only had it been a remarkable combination of cuisine styles, of which he hasn't had the pleasure of encountering again since, but it had also been such a wonderful evening. It had been one of those times where they had simply been out for the pleasure of each other's company.

"I could hardly forget!" Aziraphale remarks from the other room as he pours the both of them a rather generous glass of brandy.

"Perhaps step two might be a wine rack before we move onto an entire cellar," he continues thoughtfully as he walks back into the living room. That would be the proper progression of things, wouldn't it? Fill up the cabinet, then move onto a rack, and then onto a cellar. Although, he did suppose that they needed to be mindful of how much they actually drank now.

Despite that, he extends a glass out to Crowley.

"Here."