Like one of those classic old cartoons, Crowley's head slowly inclined to look up as the massive creature rose up out of the tablecloth. It was a wonder it could fit under there! And how did the bubble not pop?
"Must be some singer, something like Cecilia Bartoli."
A famous female opera star whose voice, he had once been told, was to die for. Sounded like the same thing. Maybe the lantern lady was a soprano.
"A demon, keeper of temptations... currently between things. Why were you hiding under the table?"
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"Must be some singer, something like Cecilia Bartoli."
A famous female opera star whose voice, he had once been told, was to die for. Sounded like the same thing. Maybe the lantern lady was a soprano.
"A demon, keeper of temptations... currently between things. Why were you hiding under the table?"