[ Emboldened by Aziraphale's scoot closer, Crowley's devilish grin softens into a warm smile. He pushes his shades up so that they're settled on top of his head and gives an emphatic nod. ]
Right reasons, yeah. Can't just go -
[ He gestures with his wine glass to the open yonder of the bookstore. ]
-go signing any old pair of knickers, right? Gotta belong to the right angel-
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Date: 2020-03-09 09:28 pm (UTC)Right reasons, yeah. Can't just go -
[ He gestures with his wine glass to the open yonder of the bookstore. ]
-go signing any old pair of knickers, right? Gotta belong to the right angel-
[ Crowley paused. ]
Person. I mean - the right person.