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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley, a frantically protesting Tonks in tow, strolls across the bar and down the staff corridors until he arrives at Bernard's door. He knocks, loudly*

Bernard?

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[aj_crawley]

*the wooden floor is starting to get uncomfortable, and Crowley cannot seem to see any wait-rats hanging around. Eventually, he decides to risk nipping back out to the bar for a cup of coffee*

[aj_crawley]

Fair point, fair point.

You could... put it down to Himself's mysterious ways and let them get on with it?

[a_fell]

I'm not going to do anything. I wouldn't.

*he smiles. Exceedingly artificially*

[aj_crawley]

*he nudges the angel's leg with his own*

Look, after this, it's strictly hands-off for me as well. We don't push one way or the other. In here's a work-free zone anyway. I don't tempt, and you don't need to feel like you have to do what's Right.

[a_fell]

*his answer is rather snappish*

Yes but it's not just a job, it doesn't just switch off.

*he sighs*

Sorry. I'm sorry. It's nothing to do with me. I wish them all the best.

But you can't stop me from asking her to do the right thing by her young man as soon as possible.

Okay?

[aj_crawley]

Wouldn't dream of it, angel. Er, figuratively speaking, that is.

[a_fell]

I'll be sure to ignore you when you attempt to persuade me otherwise.

*he stretches his long legs out in front of him, crossing them at the ankles and lacing his fingers together across his stomach*

This is most uncomfortable, you know.

[aj_crawley]

Stiff upper lip. Shouldn't be much longer, I think - it's gone a bit quiet, which might well mean a resolution. Or. Well...

*he smirks, a bit*

[a_fell]

Crowley!

*he looks shocked. Shocked and apalled*

[aj_crawley]

Well, think about it. We've left Titanium Tits Tonks alone in a room with... with...

*he grasps for words*

Bernard sodding Wrangle. And a good metric ton of emotional and sexual tension.

Frankly I'd be surprised if they didn't both come out with at least one item of clothing on backwards or inside-out.

[a_fell]

*he sticks his fingers in his ears and starts singing The Lamb under his breath*

[aj_crawley]

*he continues, raising his voice a notch*

And, you know, it's not like Tonks ever sees much of Charlie, and it's been a good few weeks since Fleur left Bernard, so really, who could blame either of them for feeling a little... lonely?

[a_fell]

*Aziraphael removes one finger from his ear in order to poke Crowley.

It's rather a good thing that angels don't have ear wax*

[aj_crawley]

*he bats the angel's hand away, cocking his head to one side*

Now... that's a telling silence. Reckon I should check in on them, if only to protect your delicate sensibilities.

*the demon hoists himself to his feet, pulls the bolt back, and opens the door*

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks stares at them both through the suddenly-open door, and then grins tentatively, flushing*

Um. Hullo, boys.

I think I should probably be going.

*she glances back to Bernard, looking as though she very much regrets having to leave him there, but stands up all the same; she does, however, squeeze his hand, and gives him a soft smile*

[a_fell]

*the angel closes his eyes tightly and slumps back against the wall*

I saw nothing, I saw nothing, I saw nothing...