Kidnapped? "I for one am here of my own will." Free will. It was a grand thing. Taking another bite, he forced his attention away from the food-though it really was a remarkable pudding-and focused on Castiel. For he knew by the familiar feel of him that was who it was. Though he couldn't have said quite how he knew. It was rather peculiar.
"What a disappointing condition for you. How did you lose your human form?" Aziraphale had once had his own form torn from him, and had been forced to inhabit other humans until Adam had graciously returned it to him. It had been a very unpleasant experience.
Crowley should be here. There were some of his kind here, and at least one of Aziraphale's. It was a bit uncomfortable, and he would prefer to have someone on his side...er, well not his side, of course, but someone he knew would have his back.
He looked toward the green demon. "He wants to know what this is. He's like me...he's an angel." Though Aziraphale had quickly gathered in their previous meeting that Castiel was less like him than one would expect from a brother angel.
"Come. If this is a dinner party, as the young lady..." Aziraphale knew well that she was no more a lady than he was a man, but that wasn't necessary to point out in present company. "...has put it, why don't we all just sit down and enjoy it?"