This is marvelous! I've read other Sodom stories and they all take interestingly different approaches from tragic to tense drama but I believe this is the first which has the air of a rough and tumble sitcom! It's downright funny in a way I'd never have expected from the subject.

Crowley being all comfy on a mattress of plump whore and Aziraphale galloping in with the coded message "my 'cousins' are visiting", trying to will the slightly distracted Crowley to get.

Crowley giving up finding ten righteous souls--after the really funny exchange over people they knew and Crowley's one word assessments--and deciding to make a drunken suicidal "stand"...on Aziraphale's bed. 'Zirah putting his scrolls ahead of humans, his hauling his luggage AND Crowley on his instantly inventde wheelbarrow, Finding the extra righteous whom 'Zirah decoys to safety with a plague scare because she's a hypochondriac.

And as in the best of comedy there's substance: the suddenly poignant meditation on why Crowley likes having a home and possessions--a place to settle from endless wandering to make a nest, the homey way Aziraphale despairs of saving all his scrolls (I get that way imagining floods and my sheer library of books).

One of the most enjoyable approaches to Sodom yet.