[ Oh, boy. Aziraphale has found himself in like company: a fourteen-year-old (seemingly) human boy whose face is also lit up with delight at the snack table. In fact, he's already well on his way building a hefty plate, a little bit of this, a little bit of that... Aziraphale's excitement over the chocolate torte is apparently contagious, as the boy adds a couple to his smattering. He throws a bright smile the man's way, pointing with his free hand to a plate of chocolate-covered strawberries. ]
sleepover;
Hah— Try some of those. They're great, heh~