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[Somewhere on the Plane, out in some random area, sitting quietly on the ground, is an ansaphone.]

[...all right, maybe not quietly. It is, in fact, a rather loud ansaphone. It is yelling, and swearing, and all in a fairly familiar English accent.]

[The red light on the phone is blinking rather angrily. The ansaphone is not happy.]Henrietta? GET

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...That's...

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Oh for the love of-

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...Crowley?

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Hei.

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[Stares.]

[Stares.]

[Smirks.]

Haircut?

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[....]

The wit, it stings.

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[Crouches down.] Are you the answering machine, or are you just inside it?

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What kind of question-

...right, fair enough. Inside it.

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[:3] I see. [Picks up the answering machine and turns it over.] I wonder, does having a demon inside your answering machine void the warranty? Maybe we should get a priest. I'm pretty sure there's one living on the floor above me...

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...you wouldn't dare.

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Don't like priests?

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Must I really dignify that with an answer?

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[Tosses the answering machine into the air and catches it, then starts walking toward the bar.] What happens if I take the tape out? You'd be pocket-sized. [Smug bastard is oh so very smug.]

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I suppose I would. Your cleverness never fails to inspire me, Hei.

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The real question is, would that shut you up or not? [At the bar! Hei sets Crowley on the bar and pours two drinks, taking one and setting the other in front of the machine.]

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Please tell me that was a rhetorical question.