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*Still sitting at his table, Bernard looks up in surprise when Hestia comes back with a reply for him. He scribbles out a note on an extra piece of paper he has in his pocket.*
Crowley,
Oh, Jesus.
Just.
It's gotta be exceptional. So. I kind of expect to regret it on some level.
Fearfully,
Bernard
Crowley,
Oh, Jesus.
Just.
It's gotta be exceptional. So. I kind of expect to regret it on some level.
Fearfully,
Bernard
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Mine is an evil laugh.
- Crowley
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And yes.
Mine is a
girlymanly scream of terror.Terribly manly.
--B
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Wait until you see the bill. Stock up on smelling salts.
- Crowley
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I blame you, of course.
I think I'll be all right. I mean, how much can a ring cost, you know?
--B
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- Crowley
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--B
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- Crowley
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Can it?
--B
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- Crowley
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Perhaps.
Very slightly.
--B
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It's an investment.
- Crowley
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--B
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- Crowley
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--B
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- Crowley
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--B
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- Crowley
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--B
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- Crowley
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--B
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--B
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Then he gets up and gets himself a tequila.*
Shit.