Short excerpt to prove I'm making progress...
"In my defence, I didn't actually know Kaworu was an Angel at the time. And if you're going to get that deep into the Good Omens fandom then you might as well be exposed to its most notoriously edgy fanfiction early on, right?" Mari's smile was a little strained.
"I'm going to quote you on that in the forum thread," Kensuke replied.
"Personally, I'm absolutely down for setting up a speakeasy in the Geofront," Toji added, "but screw all the other crap Mike pulled. That was just fucked up, man."
Misato glanced over at Shinji. "Do I want to know?"
"I doubt it," he replied. "And whatever you do, don't bring up Robert McNamara."
Misato considered this. "Has your life always been this weird?" she asked, after a moment.
"Not until I met you."
At this point the VTOL's engines began spinning up to takeoff power, and further conversation was impossible for some time.
Ah, Stuart. You were a Kratman-grade wingnut, but you were our Kratman-grade wingnut. And surprisingly good on trans representation as well.