[Crowley's first thought had been 'how in the nine circles do I get out of here'. That thought had been somewhat side-tracked by finding Aziraphale - or... an angel who looks sort of like Aziraphale and feels exactly like Aziraphale and that's really enough as far as Crowley is concerned -

It's conflicting, really.

- but now he's back on it, and there's no small measure of disbelief as he looks the angel's way again. He doesn't question it, because Someone knows he's known Aziraphale for long enough to understand.]

Mm, yeah. I took a look at it. I mean, I'm not all the way convinced I'm not just having a really vivid whiskey dream.

[Crowley pinches the bridge of his nose, then adjust his sunglasses.]

... Guess it could be worse.