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*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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[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks can't help but crack up at the expression on his face*

Oh, really? Well, that was very nice of him, wasn't it?

Just mind you don't give her too much, Crowley, or else she'll be climbing the walls.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"Good demo'," Sunny agrees.

[aj_crawley]

*he sniffs*

Want to teach that one to mind her language...

[clumsy_auror]

Oh, I dunno...I think she's doing brilliantly.

*she winks at Crowley and kisses the top of Sunny's head*

Aren't you, lovely? You're learning lots of new words. Pretty soon we'll be able to have, y'know, actual conversations.

[talented-biter.livejournal.com]

"Yes!" She beams at the thought before yawning and nuzzling her head into Dora's shoulder.

[aj_crawley]

Well I can see I'm going to have to have some input here, or next thing she'll be telling Satan she thinks he's cuddly.

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks gently rubs Sunny's back as she starts to doze*

Well, yes, we'd certainly want to put a damper on that. But I'm glad she sees you as one of the people in the bar she can trust. Just in case you're here, and Bernard and I aren't, and something happens.

[aj_crawley]

Well. I mean, yeah, I 'spose...

*he gestures vaguely. Poor Crowley. Somebody save him from the awkward*

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks snickers*

You don't have to say it.

[aj_crawley]

Who? Me? Say what? I don't know what you're talkig about.

[clumsy_auror]

No, neither do I. Haven't the foggiest.

*still grinning, she shifts Sunny slightly so as to reach for her teacup*

[aj_crawley]

*Crowley is alarmed to find that he nearly offers to take the Beaver Baby so that Tonks can have her tea*

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks manages to free one arm and takes a sip*

Thanks, by the way.

[aj_crawley]

For?

[clumsy_auror]

For not giving us a hard time, since you and Bernard, erm, chatted about Sunny.

[aj_crawley]

Oh.



Well, I still don't approve, I just... don't want to fight it out.

[clumsy_auror]

*she nods thoughtfully*

I didn't expect you to approve, still. It is sudden. 'S not like I don't know that.

[aj_crawley]

*he nods*

I know. I 'spose we just... see how it goes.

[clumsy_auror]

Yup. One day at a time.

*she looks down at Sunny, grinning slightly*

So far, so good, though.

[aj_crawley]

What'll come will come, and we'll deal with it when it does.

[clumsy_auror]

*she nods*

My thoughts exactly.

Feeling better-rested today?

[aj_crawley]

Much - if slightly frayed around the edges from a couple of hours following the madam *a nod towards Aziraphael* around the shops.

[clumsy_auror]

Where all did you go? Not for clothes, I wouldn't imagine -- not after my own experiences with Aziraphael's ideas on fashion.

[aj_crawley]

*he sniggers*

No - bookshops, mostly, and a few antiques places. And the Ritz, naturally.

[clumsy_auror]

Oh, naturally.

*Tonks rolls her eyes, grinning*