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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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[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*

[aj_crawley]

Shut up - it does a great plum duck.

[clumsy_auror]

I'll just have to take your word for it. I'm afraid I don't travel in such rarified circles as you, Crowley.

*she looks highly amused*

[aj_crawley]

I should take you to lunch there some time.

[clumsy_auror]

*she looks surprised, and then pleased*

Yeah?

That'd be really nice.

[aj_crawley]

Of course, it won't be quite as fun as that time when we toppled the Ministry of Magic...

[clumsy_auror]

Well. Few things could ever top an afternoon of menacing and memory-altering, I'll grant you that.

[aj_crawley]

Well, we might be able to get in a bit of bribery at the courts afterwards, if you'd like. Or catch a film, whichever.

[clumsy_auror]

Well -- why not both?

[aj_crawley]

Paint the town the metaphorical red.