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[chris_chant]

*appears by the door, halfway through the act of removing his hat, and wearing an extremely high-collared shirt with a plum waistcoat. He looks vaguely surprised.*

Bother. This place again. I suppose there's no questions of getting home in time for a nightcap, either.

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[a_fell]

*overhears him*

This place does seem rather to suck you in. However, a bar would seem to be the ideal place for a nightcap. I'm drinking tea, myself, but can I get you a drink?

[chris_chant]

*looks at him in mild interest*

Hello; you're not human, are you? I don't suppose it's you who summoned me. Even if it's not, I'd very much care for a brandy. The large jumps always take a bit out of me.

[a_fell]

Oh, no. I'm an angel. You seem awfully accepting of this, you know. There's usually rather more of a period of adjustment, you know.

*orders a brandy and brings it back to the table*

I'm Aziraphael.

[chris_chant]

*accepts the brandy*

Thank you.

Accepting? Do I really? What a curious thing to say. I'm Chrestomanci, by the way, and though I normally don't approve of angels, I very much admire a man-like supernatural being who drinks tea.

[balletrat]

[OOC: May I join your conversation? Not quite sure of etiquette here yet . . .]

[chris_chant]

[OOC: feel free; sorry now and in advance: i'm a bit slow on the response at the moment]

[balletrat]

[OOC: No worries. Shall actually return to this conversation later, although I worship both Chrestomanci and Aziraphale as a matter of course - I'm already confused enough without being now in two places at once ;-)]