[Aziraphale just stares at the cakes in complete and utter surprise...]

How did you... how did you have enough ovens for this?? [He's trying to do the math in his head on how long it would take to bake so many sweets, or how fast they must have been going... They must have gone non-stop.]

Err, I could drop by and take something off of your hands, I suppose. Though, to be honest, I'm really curious to see what in the world you made for Crowley... [Something the demon undoubtedly will not appreciate, knowing him.]