[He'll stay and gossip with Mary. Oh yes they met at work. Oh no they haven't know each other long but it's, well, feelings are surprising aren't they? Hm, tell me all about Crowley~~~]
[It seems like Crowley lived in this neighborhood as a kid, and Mary's cafe has been in business for at least that long. She had a son about his age, and having the mothering personality she did, she considered Crowley like a second son. They'd been friends, her son and Crowley, but in the end Crowley returned from the war, and her son did not.
There's a lot of former soccer mom threatening to do terrible things to Felid if he doesn't treat her boy right, and all that.]
[It's frankly cute, and endearing, but Felid has no intention of being a Good Boy or anything. Still, it's an adorable story.]
[His own neighborhood is upscale, expensive, and the flat he owns is pricey as hell. Large enough he could, probably does, have servants. He opens the door himself though, throwing it wide.]
[There's candles burning, and incense as well, it's all very fancy, especially the romantically set table with a number of quite exceptionall dishes placed out, smelling appetizing.]
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[that's going to confuse him for a long time.]
I see. Then, your place next time.
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[He gets out his phone and just. Texts and address to Crowley did you expect he didn't have your number???]
Saturday?
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[yeah, no, none of that is actually surprising. checks his phone and nods.]
Saturday works. Any time you prefer?
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Six it is.
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It's a date, then.
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I won't argue, but don't say it so loud, or Mary will never let me leave here without telling her of our sordid romance.
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[His voice raises a little in volume.]
Ah~ move in together? Don't you think that's a little fast? Oh no, I don't mind I'm just... It makes me happy. I'll think about it.
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...I regret everything.
[standing abruptly, grabbing his coat and quickly slapping some cash down on the table.]
See you Saturday. Menace.
[climbs out the window before the excited footsteps of Mary can round the corner.]
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[He'll stay and gossip with Mary. Oh yes they met at work. Oh no they haven't know each other long but it's, well, feelings are surprising aren't they? Hm, tell me all about Crowley~~~]
[And then of course Saturday will come along.]
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There's a lot of former soccer mom threatening to do terrible things to Felid if he doesn't treat her boy right, and all that.]
[But on Saturday, his doorbell rings.]
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[His own neighborhood is upscale, expensive, and the flat he owns is pricey as hell. Large enough he could, probably does, have servants. He opens the door himself though, throwing it wide.]
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How much of your haul do you sell on the black market? Damn, Felid.
[that's totally a greeting, right]
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[He obviously wasn't, as he reaches forward to tug Crowley inside.]
Welcome~
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Maybe next time.
[oop, tugged in. taking off his coat, surely there's somewhere to hang it.]
Thanks.
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[There is indeed a coat hangar, and Felid is gentleman enough to take the coat and hang it there.]
Come, let's have dinner shall we? And then we can enjoy the evening telling stories about ourselves.
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Were you going to butter them up with a meal, or something?
[stories about themselves, huh... what has he signed up for?]
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[There's candles burning, and incense as well, it's all very fancy, especially the romantically set table with a number of quite exceptionall dishes placed out, smelling appetizing.]
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I suppose not.
[i don't remember if the incense is drugged but if it is, Crowley is taking note.]