Crowley began the familiar old saying about cats and the mice that partied when they weren't at home, implication being they could get into so much trouble now that there was no one watching. God wouldn't care. She hadn't bothered to smite anyone in centuries and without Hastur, Ligur or even Lord Beelzebub breathing down his neck they did have... total freedom. Thinking about it that way the possibilities were endless. It sort of set one's imagination reeling.
He boldly smiled and reached out not with a toe to brush against a shoe but with a few fingers to brush across a hand.
"Pass the sugar?"
And with a cover story in place as he gestured with the same hand that had accidentally touched the angel's to the sugar sitting on the table on the other side of Aziraphale which he had just now decided to add to his coffee.
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Date: 2019-07-28 05:42 am (UTC)Crowley began the familiar old saying about cats and the mice that partied when they weren't at home, implication being they could get into so much trouble now that there was no one watching. God wouldn't care. She hadn't bothered to smite anyone in centuries and without Hastur, Ligur or even Lord Beelzebub breathing down his neck they did have... total freedom. Thinking about it that way the possibilities were endless. It sort of set one's imagination reeling.
He boldly smiled and reached out not with a toe to brush against a shoe but with a few fingers to brush across a hand.
"Pass the sugar?"
And with a cover story in place as he gestured with the same hand that had accidentally touched the angel's to the sugar sitting on the table on the other side of Aziraphale which he had just now decided to add to his coffee.
"I feel like indulging."