"Thought you might have listened to that windbag wizard when he was going on about the rules..."

The sudden appearance of gift shop was not a particularly happy one but the angel was followed inside. Azriaphale was given a sly pitying look from between the racks of waterglobes at his oh so subtle attempts not to look suspicious.

"It's full of overpriced knickknacks..."

He picked up something that might have been a monkey in a hula skirt or a misshapen Elvis.

"Who buys this stuff?"