Were Aziraphale privy to these suppositions, he would virulently deny them of course, no matter how perfectly on point they might be. As it is, he's not clear on who started this, he with his clumsy efforts or Crowley by being Crowley. It doesn't much matter to him. Not knowing who started what is a time honoured tradition, after all.
"I've nothing to be distracted by," he says stubbornly, reaching forward with intent to receive the bottle, and instead receiving the instantaneous debunking of that very assertion as Crowley gives him a cheeky little nudge. He falters slightly, glancing at the tail. "May I help you?" he asks it haughtily, flicking his hand at it.
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"I've nothing to be distracted by," he says stubbornly, reaching forward with intent to receive the bottle, and instead receiving the instantaneous debunking of that very assertion as Crowley gives him a cheeky little nudge. He falters slightly, glancing at the tail. "May I help you?" he asks it haughtily, flicking his hand at it.