Thank you :D The exchange of qualities was, rather bizarrly, the first thing that popped into my head when I got the prompt for this fic.

The bit that had me laughing aloud was Aziraphale car-redecorating. Well done, and well-deserved it would seem.

He's been around humanity long enough to know that sometimes a certain amount of bastardly thinking (and tartan) is required in order to perform one's angelic role.