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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*In the doorway, Crowley and a small blonde woman appear. She's holding tightly to his hand, but as soon as she's taken a seat in a booth he bows his head slightly, grinning, and heads to the bar. She watches him, chewing her lip thoughtfully*

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[aj_crawley]

*the demon returns momentarily, bottle of Atlantean and a couple of glasses in hand, taking care to scan the room for Bernard along the way*

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*she smiles at him and waits, one eyebrow raised*

[aj_crawley]

*with exaggerated solicitude, Crowley pours the angel a glass of wine*

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Megan notices them from across the room and squeaks excitedly.

Fortunately for their sanity, her dad has a firm hold on her hand. For now.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*for some bizarre reason, Aziraphael is suddenly nervous*

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Can't imagine why.

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

There's a small girl and a golden labrador watching them.

Someone wants more chocolate.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael is rather relieved at the lack of maternal instincts. She suspects that would merely complicate matters*

What is it about me that's so attractive to small children?

*she looks at Crowley*

Or perhaps it's not me.

*she laughs*

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

Sunny wanders in.

Sunny studies the woman.

Sunny comes over and looks up curiously.

[aj_crawley]

It's the powers that be having a laugh at my expense.

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks wanders over from the staff quarters*

[aj_crawley]

*he grins, and brandishes a small stack of CDs as she approaches*

[clumsy_auror]

Ahhh, brilliant! Cheers, Crowley, I think he'll really like these.

*she beams, flipping through the CDs, and plants a kiss on his cheek before plopping down in the seat next to his*

How much do I owe you?

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael smiles at her*

Hello, my dear.

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks grins*

Hallo, angel. You're looking lovely this evening.

*she glances down*

Nice legs.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard wanders in from the Lake looking decidedly chilly.

Also still rather pale.

He walks over.*

Hey.

[clumsy_auror]

Hey, there you are. I wondered where you'd gotten off to.

*she smiles and shifts the sleeping Sunny against her shoulder, pulling him down for a kiss*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He kisses her as he sits down and runs a gentle hand over Sunny's blonde head.*

Just needed some fresh air.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*she smiles at him*

You should get some tea, Bernard, my dear.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He glances over and doubletakes*

Uh?

[aj_crawley]

*Crowley Smirks Significantly*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard Glares Meaningfully.*

[princessofmu.livejournal.com]

A woman wearing a man's clothes is style. A man wearing a woman's? That's an episode of Springer. The black slacks are large enough to hang just the right way off her hips. The shirt? Hides everything, while giving it away half price to the first 100 customers. No purchase necessary. Void where prohibited.

She stands behind Bernard and clears her throat.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He narrowly avoids pinching the bridge of his nose right into oblivion.*

Jesus fuck.

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks narrows her eyes*