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[onlyanapple]

Who: Aziraphale and Crowley
What:: Drunken nonsense
When: Today
Where: The Lux
Rating: Pft, no higher than PG

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[madetothwart]

Having already consumed more alcohol than it was entirely well-bred to do, Aziraphale was feeling that lovely content glow that came right before roaringly drunk.

Unfortunately, being who he was, that lovely content glow was rather catching and most of the patrons around him were wearing goofy smiles as they practically skipped about their business.

"Is there an actual poof?" For some reason this was highly important.

[onlyanapple]

Crowley watched the happy people with a little distaste, and with an idle wave of his hand made one of the barstools fall over right into the path of one of the fools. Skipping and obstacles don't mix, and he looked rather pleased with the faceplant result.

"I...don't think so?" Crowley's forehead scrunched a little as he thought. "I don't think anyone's actually been there to monitor the whole buisness."

[madetothwart]

"Oh dear, are you alright, miss?" Aziraphale exclaims, as the poor patron goes flying over a mysteriously toppled barstool.

Stumbling to his feet, he bends to cordially help her up with a hand at her elbow, fishing a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and patting at the bloody nose she had gained with a small smile. "There now, soon have this as right as rain." And sure enough, suspiciously, when he pulled his hand away her nose was as good as new (as well as the onset of gum disease being averted).

"Now... what was I saying? Oh yes! A poof is quite important for a disappearing act, I used to order my powder from a lovely magician's store on Bond Street."

[onlyanapple]

Crowley rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses. The angel always did have to thwart a wile a little more than he strictly needed to. Never mind. He'd make sure she got stung be a bee later.

"I'm not talking about a magic act, you stupid..." a sigh. "I think the castle is above your silly little parlour tricks. It's more of a higher power sort of magic than pulling a bunny out of a hat."

He paused, then added for effect.

"Which you still can't do."