[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.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[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.]
no subject
How much of your haul do you sell on the black market? Damn, Felid.
[that's totally a greeting, right]
no subject
[He obviously wasn't, as he reaches forward to tug Crowley inside.]
Welcome~
no subject
Maybe next time.
[oop, tugged in. taking off his coat, surely there's somewhere to hang it.]
Thanks.
no subject
[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.
no subject
Were you going to butter them up with a meal, or something?
[stories about themselves, huh... what has he signed up for?]
no subject
[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.]
no subject
I suppose not.
[i don't remember if the incense is drugged but if it is, Crowley is taking note.]