[Aziraphale straightens his tie and his pulls off his jacket as he steps into the little tavern, the scent of baking hitting him the moment he walks through the door.]

I'm doing fine, thank you. [He's straightening his glasses in astonishment.] My goodness, you've really gone all out with this little baking spree of yours... I'd honestly wondered if what I'd seen over the network was reality.

You wouldn't, erm, have any devil's food cake by any chance?? [He adored chocolate.]