4 // Temptation - Day and Night
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smk_network[Video - Early in the Day // Responsible Candy Store Employee ]
[ By now people would have seen the ads created by Lydia. Full sized billboard advertisements of the various Halloween candy treats on offer at the local candy store that had been hung up around town to tempt the locals into buying some much needed festive snacks. There were Hitchhiking Ghost cookies with cream-filled chocolate puffs, Worms and Dirt cake, Poison candy apples, Creepy marshmallows, and Candy Corn Shaped Rice Treats. But the one Crowley held up was a good deal different than the others. ]
All of our Halloween treats are still available but if any of you were hoping to get one of these cookies you better stop in early in the morning. They have been selling out before noon! Chef can't bake enough of them to keep them in stock.
Remember to get something to pass out to the kids... Do they do Trick or Treating here? If not they should, it's a lot of fun, gives the kids a reason to stay out late and cause trouble.
[ This friendly get your party treats now message ends. ]
[Video - Late in the Evening // Less Responsible Party Demon ]
[The local bar was hopping with all the local spirits both of the wine variety and of the recently departed. Crowley was right in the thick of it with them, performing some sort of arm flapping ghostly dance the more ectoplasmic see-through revelers called, 'The Incorporeal'. ]
Aziraphale!
[Crowley was drunk dialing. ]
Benn thinkin'...
[That didn't come out right and he swaggered off the dance floor in the thought that maybe less distraction would help him pick the right words. ]
We need a dungeon. Castle has to have one right? What good is a castle without a dungeon?
[One of the female haunts floated over to him about that time to place a cheek on his kiss and try and drag him back to the rest of the party. She was shooed away. ]
Annabelle, real party animal that one.
Or a basket maybe? Do they make fire proof baskets? Nah... all wicker with those holes in them... s'no good. Maybe you could magic up some kind of steel box with air holes in it? A few more hours, it's all I've got... I don't want to be on the loose when the moon rises. You'll lock me away, won't you?
[When Annabelle returned a second time Crowley allowed himself to be swept back to the dance floor. It was either that or give into the odd sensation of wanting to cry. No! Booze and drink that would solve his problems! He toasted the screen before ending the call. ]
Who says the dead don't know how to live?
[ By now people would have seen the ads created by Lydia. Full sized billboard advertisements of the various Halloween candy treats on offer at the local candy store that had been hung up around town to tempt the locals into buying some much needed festive snacks. There were Hitchhiking Ghost cookies with cream-filled chocolate puffs, Worms and Dirt cake, Poison candy apples, Creepy marshmallows, and Candy Corn Shaped Rice Treats. But the one Crowley held up was a good deal different than the others. ]
All of our Halloween treats are still available but if any of you were hoping to get one of these cookies you better stop in early in the morning. They have been selling out before noon! Chef can't bake enough of them to keep them in stock.
Remember to get something to pass out to the kids... Do they do Trick or Treating here? If not they should, it's a lot of fun, gives the kids a reason to stay out late and cause trouble.
[ This friendly get your party treats now message ends. ]
[Video - Late in the Evening // Less Responsible Party Demon ]
[The local bar was hopping with all the local spirits both of the wine variety and of the recently departed. Crowley was right in the thick of it with them, performing some sort of arm flapping ghostly dance the more ectoplasmic see-through revelers called, 'The Incorporeal'. ]
Aziraphale!
[Crowley was drunk dialing. ]
Benn thinkin'...
[That didn't come out right and he swaggered off the dance floor in the thought that maybe less distraction would help him pick the right words. ]
We need a dungeon. Castle has to have one right? What good is a castle without a dungeon?
[One of the female haunts floated over to him about that time to place a cheek on his kiss and try and drag him back to the rest of the party. She was shooed away. ]
Annabelle, real party animal that one.
Or a basket maybe? Do they make fire proof baskets? Nah... all wicker with those holes in them... s'no good. Maybe you could magic up some kind of steel box with air holes in it? A few more hours, it's all I've got... I don't want to be on the loose when the moon rises. You'll lock me away, won't you?
[When Annabelle returned a second time Crowley allowed himself to be swept back to the dance floor. It was either that or give into the odd sensation of wanting to cry. No! Booze and drink that would solve his problems! He toasted the screen before ending the call. ]
Who says the dead don't know how to live?
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Date: 2019-10-14 02:49 am (UTC)That is good, nearly as good as the snake cookies.
[ He then rand out her order and slipped the receipt into the bag... before giving his own goodie parcel another look. He really ought say something nice about it. ]
Thank you?
[ It wasn't really a question but work with him here. ]
For the wine and stuff.
[ He tried. ]
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Date: 2019-10-14 03:06 am (UTC)You're welcome. ... [as she collects her parcels] You're not going to be alone, tomorrow, are you?
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Date: 2019-10-14 05:04 am (UTC)[ His own little parcel was hidden away under the counter. ]
I'm going to get amazingly drunk after work and have Aziraphale lock me away some where.
[ This is the plan, it is not what actually happens. ]
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Date: 2019-10-15 09:39 pm (UTC)I'm glad you won't be alone. But - if anything happens and you need me for any Princess stuff ... let me know, okay?
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Date: 2019-10-16 02:12 am (UTC)Put spooky girl on speed dial. Got it.
[ He waved her goodbye lazily. ]
Enjoy the cookies.
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Date: 2019-10-16 05:02 pm (UTC)[she whisked her bag off the counter with a princessly sort of smugness and waved, out the door in a cloud of Gothic lace and patchouli before he could even protest]