Sunshine cracks up, both at Eliot's reaction to Spike and his account of Aziraphale. Yeah, that sounds like the angel. Gods, stealing from a library, though, they're going to have to have a talk. But later. Because right now, hilarious revelations about her boyfriend are happening.

"Well, he's barely a vampire," she says with an unlikely but expertly-done blend of fondness and derision. "But. But. He's a pretty good boyfriend." She pulls her phone back and smiles at the photo for a moment before dismissing it. "Hang on, I gotta text him about this, because this is insane." She giggles to herself as she composes what will probably be the first of many missives to Spike.