Crowley (after figuring out Metatron poisoned Aziraphale): YOU POISONED MY WIFE?!
Aziraphale: C- Crowley?
Metraton: Well, well, well, even here you-
Tenth Doctor, showing up out of nowhere: Oh, there you are! I've been searching for you everywhere!
Crowley: what? *too Scottish to even hear*
Aziraphale: There- There are two of you?
Ten, realizing the other two are there: Oh, sorry! My bad! Hi, I'm the Doctor, this is the Master and we *points between him and Jacobi* are leaving. *takes him by the hand and leaves* Sorry!
Crowley: I- I- does it mean-
Aziraphale, rolling his eyes: Oh shut up and kiss me already. *kisses*


















