"Ah. Hello?" the angel hazarded. "Is there something the matter with having odd serpents about? You weren't bit, were you?"
The man looked uneasy, and Aziraphale set his book down, took off his glasses. "Can I help you with something, perhaps? This is a hotel; we've some rooms available for the night if that's what you were looking for."
"I wasn't bitten, but I wondered if they...belonged to anyone?"
Stepping up to the counter, he signed the register that Aziraphale pushed toward him as he waited for an answer. His script was neat and down-to-earth.
"Well, normally I'd say no, snakes making unusual pets, but I know of at least two snake-minded people here. Do you know what they looked like? I can ring up and ask..."
The angel took the register back, blinking at it. "Mr. Sonnen? Is that a British name?"
Contemplating, Apollo weighed that on the one hand he didn't want to look too desperate or eager, and on the other...well tartarus, he missed his little brother!!
"Yes, please ask. Thank you." At the query of his name, he smiled a little. "No, it's a German surname."
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The man looked uneasy, and Aziraphale set his book down, took off his glasses. "Can I help you with something, perhaps? This is a hotel; we've some rooms available for the night if that's what you were looking for."
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Stepping up to the counter, he signed the register that Aziraphale pushed toward him as he waited for an answer. His script was neat and down-to-earth.
Zayn A. Sonnen
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The angel took the register back, blinking at it. "Mr. Sonnen? Is that a British name?"
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"Yes, please ask. Thank you." At the query of his name, he smiled a little. "No, it's a German surname."
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