"Then why sit here? You're on edge, full of energy. You could channel that
into something worthwhile," Crowley suggested. The bartender came to him
and he ordered another pint, then turned to face Jag while he waited. He
was dressed in a black suit with black shirt and red tie, his sunglasses on
even in the dim light of the pub. His shoes were snakeskin.
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Date: 2016-01-22 11:57 pm (UTC)"Then why sit here? You're on edge, full of energy. You could channel that into something worthwhile," Crowley suggested. The bartender came to him and he ordered another pint, then turned to face Jag while he waited. He was dressed in a black suit with black shirt and red tie, his sunglasses on even in the dim light of the pub. His shoes were snakeskin.