Aziraphale stops to listen, watching as some of the other partygoers seem a bit confused over the sudden change of song right in the middle of a track. Aziraphale doesn't quite recognize the song, and the style isn't much his thing, but Crowley seems happy enough, and he'll take that as a good thing.

"A bit better." He'll say so much, even if just for airs. He leads the demon back over to the drinks, looking for a different bottle to top off both their glasses.