With Crowley's request¹ fulfilled, Lan Wangji stands again, but only so he can sit next to Claudius and extend his hands in anticipation of receiving at least one rabbit. "None of the music was familiar to us, including ABBA. We observed the other guests and then improvised." He looks again at Crowley, still lightly curious as to what transpired between him and Aziraphale but unwilling to pry.

¹Was it Crowley's request...?