Crowley has to stifle a laugh at corresponding via email, it's a miracle Aziraphale's computer can access the internet at all. Actually a miracle. Possibly several.
But she can tease her angel (hers, hers, hers, and she feels all melty inside when he introduces her as his partner) later. For now Crowley holds out a hand to be politely clasped. "Merope, hmm?" She grins. "One of my favourite stars, that one. Crowley."
She does that a lot, when giving her name. Like Bond, James Bond, which Ian Fleming absolutely stole from her, except with just the Crowley. She might not have to put up a front for Hell anymore but there's still such a thing as style.
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Date: 2019-12-18 01:03 am (UTC)But she can tease her angel (hers, hers, hers, and she feels all melty inside when he introduces her as his partner) later. For now Crowley holds out a hand to be politely clasped. "Merope, hmm?" She grins. "One of my favourite stars, that one. Crowley."
She does that a lot, when giving her name. Like Bond, James Bond, which Ian Fleming absolutely stole from her, except with just the Crowley. She might not have to put up a front for Hell anymore but there's still such a thing as style.