Aziraphale went inside and held the door for Crowley (whose limp, he noted, actually seemed a bit less pronounced than he recalled. Interesting.)
"Cayce visited the shop today," he began as he shut it, trying to approach the subject from a favorable angle. "We were both a little concerned a few nights ago when you disappeared from the party. You and Ellie," he added unnecessarily, and sighed inwardly. He really was terrible at this sort of thing. "I, that is we, just wanted to know...to make sure that...everything is all right." Pathetic, but how exactly does one broach the subject? 'Oh, by the way, I think you're only shagging the succubus next door because the Queen of Tarts decided it would be fun to coerce you?'
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Date: 2008-10-17 01:40 am (UTC)"Cayce visited the shop today," he began as he shut it, trying to approach the subject from a favorable angle. "We were both a little concerned a few nights ago when you disappeared from the party. You and Ellie," he added unnecessarily, and sighed inwardly. He really was terrible at this sort of thing. "I, that is we, just wanted to know...to make sure that...everything is all right." Pathetic, but how exactly does one broach the subject? 'Oh, by the way, I think you're only shagging the succubus next door because the Queen of Tarts decided it would be fun to coerce you?'