"Or we could not abandon our good friend Thor and worry about finding the grooms later." Really, Aziraphale, there's plenty of time to get around to the hosts of the party. With dozens of people still waiting their turn to greet the two men, it's not like they could disappear any time soon. So Crowley's just going to start steering all of them over to the bar so they can try the mead. It's the right thing to do after all.

The demon nods down the table, intending that Thor follow close behind them since the bar isn't far off from the honey cakes. "They're a bit messy, but well worth the effort. Right, angel?" Return fire in the form of major teasing! How many times can Crowley make Aziraphale blush this evening? Bonus points for confusing Thor along the way.