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In a magical Millitime wherein Crowley is not upstairs in Lilly and Mel's hot tub (hur hur hur), he's in the bar. Likely with tea - or maybe coffee - and probably still going over those Academy plans.

He's probably distractable, though.

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"Well, you get different types - especially with all the different parallel universes, so. I'm probably just not typical according to your version of Earth."

Peter nodded, "Probably. You get ghosts on your world?"

Oscar said happily, "Crow!"

Peter glanced down at Oscar, "And obviously Oscar here seems to like you, so not like the ones I've run into."

"Ghosts? A few, yeah. I don't tend to run into many, though - outside my jurisdiction, mostly."

"Well, it's in my jurisdiction as it were," Peter replied, as he sat down with Oscar comfortably sitting in his lap, and held him securely to keep him from falling. "What is in yours, if you don't mind my asking?"

"Human souls, pretty much. You know, tempting and beguiling them into evil ways, creating chaos and discord, and so on and so forth."

Peter blinked, "Oh. Uh, well, actually we don't need that much tempting. Pretty good with it on our own." Oscar just watched Peter and Crowley with interest.

"You're telling me. You lot've made my job a lot easier than it has ny right to be."

A sip of coffee. Mmm, coffee.

"So what line of work're you in, that you deal with ghosts and demons?"

"Well," Peter covered Oscar's ears, and softly said, "We definitely good at screwing up at times."

He uncovered the toddler's ears again, "I'm a Ghostbuster. We capture ghosts and sometimes gods or demons for our clients."

"Capture?" He raises an eyebrow. "Colour me impressed."

Peter nodded, "Yeah, got state-of-the-art equipment for the job, too. Very effective. No job too big, no fee too big."

"Seems like the right way to be working - you get a lot of business?"

"Yeah, comes and goes at times. Biggest time is when the Underworld gets restless." Peter said as Oscar rested on his shoulder.

"And by the way, the wanton destruction schtick? Getting old. Same with the 'I want to take over the world' routine. Can't your people think of something more creative?"

"Well, what can I say?" He spreads his hands in a shrug. "We're most of us cast from the same die."

"Apple doesn't fall far from the tree either, eh?" Peter added, not knowing how astute he was. He rocked Oscar a bit.

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