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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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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He grins back boyishly*

Be fun to try, though.

[aj_crawley]

*sternly*

But we're not having any comparative test runs.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

'Course not. Bentley's a fucking work of art. But a Pinto...

Now, that's what I call expendable.

[aj_crawley]

Well, true. Like to see how it'd match up to the Wasabi in terms of fireball durability.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His grin is a little frightening.*

Me too.

[aj_crawley]

*thoughtfully*

Wonder if there's enough space to have a derby out by the lake...

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He winces*

Doubtful. Wouldn't want to veer off course and end up in the forest. Place is fucking creepy.

[aj_crawley]

And also, you know, flammable.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*A shrug*

Eh, not in winter. Wood's all wet.