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[loveschildren]

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[loveschildren]

My my, of course. [He settles back and smiles harmlessly.] Did I say something incorrect? [He's willing to let Crowley tell him he's wrong, watching him with clear, sharp eyes.]

[oppaiplsnerf]

[He holds Felid's gaze for a while, then drops his eyes to the menu without a word.]

[loveschildren]

[He doesn't comment, scanning the menu himself before pushing it away and leaning back. When their orders are taken he orders a sandwich and fruit salad with his coffee, yet still doesn't seem to see the need to fill the silence between them. Alternating watching Crowley and watching the rest of the diner.]

[oppaiplsnerf]

[Crowley puts on a smile for Mary, but otherwise doesn't really bother trying to seem like he isn't fussed. Even so, he doesn't seem angry, more like he's mulling things over. He does order the pasta.]

[loveschildren]

[It's doubtful Felid would care if he pissed Crowley off, considering his bluntness. When their food arrives he praises it and sits back, watching Crowley with a little smile of indeterminable motive.]

[oppaiplsnerf]

...You're being creepy.

[EATS!!!!]

[loveschildren]

Am I? What about me is creeping you out?

[He smiles~]

[oppaiplsnerf]

Are you going to eat, or just watch me?

[loveschildren]

[He spears a piece of melon with his fork and puts it in his mouth, still watching Crowley. Why not both?]

[oppaiplsnerf]

Both, huh? Fair enough.

[loveschildren]

Multitasking is efficient.

[oppaiplsnerf]

Is efficiency something you're terribly concerned with?

[loveschildren]

It is part of my job.

[oppaiplsnerf]

There's plenty about my job that I don't take away from it.

[loveschildren]

Ah, but your job is just an occupation. Mine is my passion.

[oppaiplsnerf]

I guess that is how it is.

[loveschildren]

Do you have any passions, Crowley?

[oppaiplsnerf]

Nothing so extravagant as robbing museums.

[loveschildren]

That was dodging the question.

[oppaiplsnerf]

I'd have to think about it.

[which is a no.]

[loveschildren]

It's not a question you think about.

[oppaiplsnerf]

There's your answer, then.

[loveschildren]

Did you ever? have passions, that is.

[oppaiplsnerf]

I think I did. ...Yeah, I did.

[loveschildren]

Hm~ [He doesn't actually ask what they were, sipping his coffee. Is he respecting Crowley's privacy? Is it that he doesn't care? Hard to say.]