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[sohobookseller]

It's a typical night in the Inn, the moon is full, flowers are just beginning to poke up through the dirt out back, and the supernatural has entered the building

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[heavnhasnotaste]

Actually, Crowley does lift his sunglasses briefly, but no more than a couple of seconds. It's highly unlikely that any but the most observant would catch the color of his eyes.*
"That... is actually a very good question."

*Don't mind the icon on that count, at this moment in time. The picture needs a bit of help.

[sohobookseller]

"Oh." He pauses for a moment. "This does not feel like either Above or Below. What in Heaven's name is going on here?"

[heavnhasnotaste]

Crowley shrugs. "All I can tell you is it's not my flat. Don't suppose this is the kid's idea of a good joke, do you?"

[sohobookseller]

"It hardly feels like something he would do." Aziraphale looks around again, and spies the cafe. "The Ritz' dining room is definitely not what he would put in a hotel."

[smallstonesteps]

Reki looks up from a small sketch she's been half working on while half people-watching.

"Hi," she smiles at the newcomers.

As if the angel and demon need any more confusion, have a haibane.