[video] just enough of a bastard

[temptationaccomplished]

[Fell looks into the camera (he's obviously holding the phone) and takes a sip from the red in his bulbous wine glass.]

Well, this has been the first and absolutely last day of business for the Crowley Cousin Mover Company.

[He turns the camera around and you get a view of his studio apartment, in all its jewel-toned, eclectic vintage charm. If you've been to his flat, or had enough footage from a past video, you'll see he's acquired a new (to him, it's vintage of course), wooden desk. With the plethora of drawers, it looks exceedingly heavy, but it's been placed expertly into his crowded living space.

The Crowley Cousins in question, Alec and Anthony, are both obviously nursing sore muscles. Alec is laying on Aziraphale's vintage leather sofa. Anthony has an ice pack on his foot.]

Oh, I haven't broken you, have I? It's just a desk. Those strapping young men I hired made it look positively easy.

Comments

video;

[temptationaccomplished]

Perhaps for some pizza? I believe they can be bought.

Thank you. [There's a pleased little wiggle and a nose scrunch.] I do like to think I have a flair for picking out pieces. The two newest [The camera indicates the Crowleys.] could use a little repair, but they're vintage, so there's a certain charm.

I'm glad to see they didn't leave too bad of an impression after that evening.

[phdmotherfucker]

Oh no, they absolutely did. But my standards have recently hit an all time low, so, they got away with it.

[ A small shrug. At least she's aware of how low the bar is set in these difficult times. ]

Where did you find the desk? Anything else there worth a look or did you take all the good stuff already?

[temptationaccomplished]

[He makes a little pout, sympathizing, and then nods.] They do tend to get away with a lot. Sorry about them, however. Can't take them anywhere.

I do hope things turn around for you.

[And onto easier topics.]

This particular desk came from Pippin. They're mostly a jewelry store, but they have a lovely little cottage attachment where they have some furniture. Of course, if you are looking for antiques on a budget, there's always Big Reuse in Brooklyn or the various flea markets. Most of the shops here around Manhattan touting themselves as antiques are rather on the expensive side. Like O'Sullivan's. Very nice, if a little out of my price range.

[scotch_egg]

Is this what you put up with on a daily basis, Anty? [a half groan. Yes he is being surly on purpose]

[temptationaccomplished]

I am having a conversation with this nice young lady. Mind your own business.

[serpentinthegarden]

He's happy!

[ And a happy Fell is... that word we never use, C-U-T-E! ]

And it could be worse. He could be geeking out over sports or... the stock market.

[temptationaccomplished]

[Gives a scandalized, shocked, disturbed look. Sports! Stocks?! No THANK YOU.]

[serpentinthegarden]

[ See? His kind of Angel. ]

[scotch_egg]

Maybe you should take her out. The pair of you. Treat her to a nice date with meaningless patter. [he pulls a pillow over his head and makes a noise at how it jarrs his back. fuck's sake.]

[serpentinthegarden]

How did this turn into a date? They are talking moldy old side tables not roses and candlelight.

[temptationaccomplished]

[You're both ridiculous]

[scotch_egg]

Now you know how it feels, don't you.

[serpentinthegarden]

That in no way is anything like you purposely torpedoing a blind date just because you feel you deserve to live alone and suffer.

[scotch_egg]

Man has to have some fun. [he will be as obstinate as he bloody well likes if people try to set him up]

[serpentinthegarden]

When! When are you out there EVER having any fun?

Cause the only time I ever see it is when you are with family. Usually when you are torturing family.

Which as a demon I can kind of understand...

[ His foot twinged and Crowley hissed some sort of curse word under his breath. ]

But there is so much to the world! Why limit yourself?

[phdmotherfucker]

Oh, I live in Brooklyn. I'll stop by Big Reuse this weekend. Fingers crossed I find some treasures.

[ She pauses when she hears some grumbling off camera. ]

Is that Alec? Tell him I say hi, and that he's an asshole. Just in case he forgot.

[temptationaccomplished]

I'm sure you will.

Yes, it is. [Not really covering the receiver] Alec, your girlfriend says hello and would like to remind you that you're a...well, an asshole. [A cute cheeky smile.] In case you forgot.

[phdmotherfucker]

Not his girlfriend.

Friend, who is a girl. Maybe. At best.

[scotch_egg]

Not a girl friend. Barely even a friend. An acquaintance who I owe money. And you can piss off, Fell. Don't you dare start.

[temptationaccomplished]

Me? I didn't start anything. I was just relaying the message.

[phdmotherfucker]

Fuck you, we're friends.

[scotch_egg]

Fuck you, we're not.

[temptationaccomplished]

Don't mind him, my dear.

[phdmotherfucker]

It really is best not to.

Alternate ice and heat every fifteen to twenty minutes, by the way. For his bitch-ass back.

[temptationaccomplished]

He doesn't even consider me a friend, so I wouldn't take it to heart.

Thank you, though. Even if he doesn't, I appreciate it at least. I'm a little out of my element with injuries, I'm afraid.