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[inlovewithmycar]

⛧A.J. CROWLEY⛧ "This is Crowley. I'm not in. You know what to do, so do it with style. Chow."

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[inlovewithmycar]

he has a wife?!

[Any and all fear of Dream is promptly forgotten. At least momentarily. Crowley is absolutely livid and ready to wring an anthropomorphic personification's neck.

Probably not the best plan ever.]

that fucking cad - you're not some side bit! what the heaven is wrong with him?

[matermali]

[ What. ]

No! Of course not, do you think I would

[ Cutting herself off right there. Her history doesn't speak wellof her, but she's learned her lessons, and that was very different. ]

It was long ago. He is not married now, I assure you.

[inlovewithmycar]

Oh. Right. Good.

Well, not good that his wife is M.I.A. Condolences to him and all. But good he's not using you.

[Auncle Crowley would probably wind up doing something drastic if that were the case.]

[matermali]

You can be so very lovely, Mr. Crowley.

[inlovewithmycar]

Ridiculous. I've never been any such thing. I've probably just had too much wine or something.

Anyway, dancing! Brilliant stuff. If your gentleman likes watching, there's always pole dancing. Great work out, very spicy.

[matermali]

With poles? Are you certain that is wine you're drinking and not absinthe?

What do

How would one dance with a pole?

[inlovewithmycar]

Like this.

[matermali]

[ If only he could hear her laughter. ]

That may require a set of skills I have yet to master.