[Even if he had acquired them intentionally, Crowley would not have paid for them, but he watched the somewhat overly emotional angel fuss over his books with a rare smile that was not actually serpentine in nature. Not that he would admit it, but it was good to know the Aziraphale had something as well.
You could say they appeared there, rather like The Bentley had. In fact that was exactly what had happened. At first he had assumed they were leftovers from Castiel, but he had caught a word of the corner and knew it had to be otherwise.
He stood just outside the doorway, the glasses loosely hanging by their stems from one hand, his other in his pocket, smoothing over the key he did not actually need, one more time.]
I happened upon them. Seeing as they are not of particular interest to me, I thought you could remove them.
[Because he surely had not called Aziraphale over wanting to make him happy. That's something only a daft old bugger would assume.]
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You could say they appeared there, rather like The Bentley had. In fact that was exactly what had happened. At first he had assumed they were leftovers from Castiel, but he had caught a word of the corner and knew it had to be otherwise.
He stood just outside the doorway, the glasses loosely hanging by their stems from one hand, his other in his pocket, smoothing over the key he did not actually need, one more time.]
I happened upon them. Seeing as they are not of particular interest to me, I thought you could remove them.
[Because he surely had not called Aziraphale over wanting to make him happy. That's something only a daft old bugger would assume.]