[That laugh instantly puts him on edge, which is probably a good thing, because it stops him from reacting too obviously to the next thing that comes out of Ray's mouth.

It's hardly the worst thing anyone's ever said to him, and it's almost laughable in a way, considering that humanity's hang ups about sexuality are the least of the reasons they can't be together.

He takes the cup of tea on autopilot, like he does whenever Aziraphale makes it for him. He doesn't drink it, though, suddenly worried it might be poisoned or something.]

I'm not a man, Ray. Remember? [He says it simply, as if that doesn't open a whole other can of gender worms.] And it was very — thoughtful. Thanks.

[It's a little sarcastic, that thanks, but maybe Ray won't notice.]

Actually, I got something for you. Left it in the car, I ought to go grab it...

[It's a polite excuse to put his boots back on and get the hell out of this house. Maybe he can just hand the present over and then bail.]