[Crowley feels unbearably pleased with himself at earning a laugh, pretending that it's purely because Fell is always so damn buttoned up and stuffy that he's satisfied to crack the surface. That explanation makes perfect sense and he doesn't have to think about it any further.]
You'll have to put someone else up to hosting. [There's a beat for comedic emphasis, and then Crowley casts a worried glance around as if a thought has just occured to him.] Hold on, is that what this is all about? You've paid Cygne off to lure me into a trap?
[Aziraphale definitely has the money for that kind of thing.]
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You'll have to put someone else up to hosting. [There's a beat for comedic emphasis, and then Crowley casts a worried glance around as if a thought has just occured to him.] Hold on, is that what this is all about? You've paid Cygne off to lure me into a trap?
[Aziraphale definitely has the money for that kind of thing.]