"She's gonna get eaten by a wolf, I think. And I would read it, but the narrative is screwed up by her." He sipped at the wine and sighed, then after a quick look at his journal, yanked Alice in Wonderland back towards him, "Apparently, Sam and some woman called Annie are in here too." He started to flick through the pages until he came across something which looked distinctly unusual. "Found them!" Oh look. The White Knight and Queen.

He fished a pencil out of his pocket, in a gesture for Aziraphale, not that he'd notice, and scribbled quickly in the book. "Hello down there. This is the outside world. Try and keep the story going, yeah? Sam! Try and stay on that horse! Annie, you might end up a cat, but hopefully you won't get stuck that long." This was too much fun, in a twisted kind of way, instructing people around like this - which was how he was looking at it, even if he was really aiming to keep both the story and them sane.

"Someone write to Rose, will you?"