Heh. I sold $100-worth of charity raffle tickets (prizes like cars and a motorcycle) yesterday to a young man (who appeared at my office, which is nestled in an old-folks' complex) whom I could have sworn was Crowley-being-charming.
Still trying to figure out why our favourite demon would be buying charity-draw raffle tickets. There may be a story in this .........
Some days ago in restaurant (not Ritz, however) I saw the young blonde man in gold-rimmed spectacles. He reminded me Aziraphale a lot, despite he was sitting with a girl (blonde and in spectacles too).
In September '05, I went to Cracow (= the city of doves, caffes and bookshops) with my friend. After a day full of ineffable events, we were waiting for the train back home walking along the quay, feeding ducks (hah!) and talking about all the ineffability we just experienced. The very moment I said "I'm curious where Crowley and Aziraphale are now" (as we were both absolutely sure they were in the city that day), two guys, one blonde and rather phlegmatic, and the other, black-haired, black-clothed and energetic, passed us. Of course, we were both like "*jawdrop*, OMG, have you seen that, let's follow them!!". And now I've got yet another reason to like this city. :D
A few weeks ago I saw a man in a black suit, black shirt and red tie walking down the street. Black hair slicked back, sunglasses, everything. It was ridiculously weird.
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Still trying to figure out why our favourite demon would be buying charity-draw raffle tickets. There may be a story in this .........
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(And then, for some reason, I saw them at the perfume counter at Harrod's.)
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That's about the time I start to get creeped out, I think: those weren't Crowley and Az, they were KGB agents. D:
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