[Video][A small (less than 2 feet long), caramel brownish snake with an upturned snout and round pupil eyes appears entirely too close to the screen. It scents the air with its tongue, tips its head slightly as if curious. Must be terribly hard for a snake to use a mobile. Even a smart snake such as this one.* No thumbs.]
[Mr. Fell's voice chirps happily, proudly to himself from across the room, vaguely winded:]There we go! I think that's a marvelous spot, don't you? Your own little nook all to yourself, a nice bit of heat to keep you snug, and I think you'll like the view--prime real estate really, and that painting has such lovely colors, ...
Do snakes see colors?
[Fell ponders that a minute.] What are you doing? No, no. That's not yours. First you scare me half to death, and now you act like you own the place--
[As he comes into view and picks up the phone, the little snake refuses to release it, twisting and turning and then abruptly, dramatically playing dead, tongue lolling out of its mouth and all. He pokes and the snake throws itself into another over-dramatic theatrical showing of 'Leave me, I'm dead!' without relinquishing the phone. Fell shakes his head.]You're an absolute terror. I shan't reward your bad behavior just because you throw a fit.
[The lolled tongue goes 'pffft'. Aziraphale leaves the snake to the phone.] Fine. You keep your ill-gotten gains, you fiend. See if I care.
[The video terminates as the snake finally manages to open the contacts...maybe places a few calls.]
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