You had permission to explore the Earth since being in your father's bright office became a bit monotonous.

You took the elevator that led down to Earth and were struck by the bustling crowd, so different from your dad's office, Aziraphale's. Oh, how white, large, and empty it felt beside his glass table, with him sitting there.

Earth was entirely different, but you recognized the streets from Aziraphale's descriptions. He had told you much about the bookshop, Nina's "Give Me Coffee or Give Me Death" café, Maggie's record shop, and more.

As you walked across the road, a Bentley suddenly screeched to a halt right in front of you, the driver slamming on the brakes.

"Bloody hell," Crowley grumbled, stepping out of the car and kicking the door open. "Don't you know how to cross the street?! Do you have a death wish?" Crowley hissed, but you could see his eyes widen, you could tell since of the way his brow raised; he recognized how familiar you looked.