[ He can't say he's used to having a cold* but like hell if he's never seen the poor buggers with them walking around. Miserable, yes. Dour and hating their life, yes but since when did colds make you sneeze balloons?** It was bad enough he woke up in a bloody bland room and nothing compared to his flat at all. This place wasn't the Ritz and it
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He grabs a hold of the balloons, looking at them curiously before offering Crowley a handkerchief]
Feeling a little... oh, what was it again? Ah, yes- "under the weather", dear?
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Er and you're a bit over the top today aren't you? [ Even sickness cannot stop the sayings. ]
That's a bit of an understatement, angel. I'm sneezing balloons.
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[Might be trying to hold back a chuckle here, because. Really. This looks a little ridiculous.] They're very nice balloons, dear. Perhaps you can start your own marketing ploy. I'm sure you'd be good at that sort of thing.
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Think so? Funny of you angel giving me ideas of all things. 'Specially when you're no salesman yourself.
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Should take a picture it'll last longer. [ Sniffle. ]
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