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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]

*Crowley Smirks Significantly*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard Glares Meaningfully.*

[aj_crawley]

*Crowley glances over at the chalkboard behind the bar.

Then he takes a penny from his pocket and starts to play with it, flipping it into the air and catching it again*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard pales.*

[aj_crawley]

*Crowley grins*




Penny for your thoughts?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard reaches out and catches it.*

Thanks, I'll be needing this.

[aj_crawley]

*pleasantly*

So, how're you?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Oh, excellent.

You?

[aj_crawley]

*his finger is making tiny circles on the tabletop*

Fine, fine.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He watches Crowley make the circles and takes a slow, deep breath.*

You know, the lake's all frozen over again. You wouldn't know the party even happened.

[aj_crawley]

Well, 's nearly the end of February. It'll start melting on its own soon enough.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I dunno; I hear Scotland's pretty cold right through March.

*His fingers tap nervously on the tabletop.*

[aj_crawley]

Be summer soon enough.

*his hand rests, for no discernible reason, over his breast pocket*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard's mouth goes dry.*

Yeah. Summer. Uh-huh.

*He's lost the capacity to form complete sentences.*

[aj_crawley]

*he snickers, picking up one of the CDs lying on the table, idly removing the disc from the case and using it to reflect light into Bernard's eyes*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He squints and rolls his eyes.*

[aj_crawley]

*and as his eyes flicker away, there's a sudden weight in Bernard's pocket*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He almost jumps.

His fingers certainly twitch towards his pocket before he can help it, but he stops himself.*

[aj_crawley]

*he raises an eyebrow and grins*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Slowly, Bernard grins back.*

[aj_crawley]

Have a good day, then?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Not the worst day of my life.

*A grin*

Doesn't take much, though.

[aj_crawley]

'Spose not.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He glances over at Nymphadora, who's fully occupied by the angel at the moment.*



Nearly gave me a fucking heart attack, you know.

[aj_crawley]

*he looks gratified*

And here I was aiming for hair-raising.