It's just the power to charm

[caycep]

((Closed to Cayce, Azi, Crowley, and Ellie. Backdated to a day or two after the Bentley Babes caper.))

Cayce wasn't jealous. That much was easy enough to define; she cared for Crowley a lot, but not That Way. And notwithstanding her admission at the community Truth or Dare game, she definitely wasn't queer for Ellie either, although she certainly liked her well enough. Actually, she thought the two of them pairing up was kind of cute.

But for reasons she was still hard pressed to identify, she was a little perturbed when the two of them up and vanished from the lake party, and clearly Aziraphale was too. They'd exchanged a few half-heartedly snarky (and subtly worried) comments at the time before finally sort of shrugging it off, and Cayce had said something about coming by the tea shop later.

So now she was suiting action to the word. She sort of hoped that Crowley wouldn't be around. It'd spare everyone a touch of awkwardness.

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[soho-angel.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale sighed, knowing nothing he could say was likely to change Crowley's mind. He wasn't even sure he would if he could. Really, as much as he tried to downplay it for the sake of keeping the peace, that kind of behavior just was Not On, sex goddess or no. Free will (even, or perhaps especially, the limited forms thereof that were granted to beings such as themselves) was a precious thing, and not to be frivolously violated.

"Well, first things first," he said resignedly, thankful at least that Crowley wasn't the type to go charging off on a headlong quest for immediate vengeance. "Cayce was going to speak to Ellie, and I expect she'll be none too happy either." Probably less so, given that Aphrodite would represent competition in a more than theological sense for her. Or so he assumed. "She'll probably be wanting to talk to you, if she doesn't decide to take matters into her own hands first." Oh dear, now why hadn't that possibility occurred to him earlier...

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

"Shit," said Crowley feelingly. He would have to talk to Ellie and Cayce about this, wouldn't he? And it would be all awkward... But they might enjoy planning their revenge.

The demon already had a few thoughts in that direction.

"I'll talk to her."

[soho-angel.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale nodded, and smiled slightly, his worry giving way partly to what might or might not have been amusement. "At any rate, I've been meaning to say, however it came about..." His smile widened, and he clapped Crowley's shoulder as he walked past him toward his room, "Good show."

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

The demon's lip twitched. "Perv," he murmured and headed back for the door.