Fin did just that, ordering another latte, then turning his attention back to Crowley.
"So what would you do about this?" he asked, gesturing at the laptop. "Say I had a soul to sell you- Which I might, but I'm fairly certain someone else probably laid claim to it the first time I died... How would you fix it? I know how my manager intends to fix it. He's going to throw money at it until it goes away- And it'll probably work, money's quite powerful after all. ...But what would you do, hmm?"
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Date: 2016-04-27 04:17 am (UTC)"So what would you do about this?" he asked, gesturing at the laptop. "Say I had a soul to sell you- Which I might, but I'm fairly certain someone else probably laid claim to it the first time I died... How would you fix it? I know how my manager intends to fix it. He's going to throw money at it until it goes away- And it'll probably work, money's quite powerful after all. ...But what would you do, hmm?"