Good fun, he says. Aziraphale doesn't see much fun about it. Oh he likes camp and costumes as much as the next... the next...gentleman, but it's one thing to get costumed and it's quite another to pick something out for someone else. It had taken him long enough to get the gardener and that was only because he was reminded of a hilarious skit he'd seen one day while popping into Wales for some Picau ar y maen.
He glances at the costume and-- it looks like something a demon would pick out honestly.
"It's very cloak and dagger. I'm not sure I can pull it off, but I suppose it will have to do."
As for Crowely... He has no idea. Finally he picks out something that could be called the exact opposite of cowboy chic, so far opposite, in fact, that it's near crossing the line to being chic again, though hasn't quite reached it.
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Date: 2019-06-29 06:19 am (UTC)He glances at the costume and-- it looks like something a demon would pick out honestly.
"It's very cloak and dagger. I'm not sure I can pull it off, but I suppose it will have to do."
As for Crowely... He has no idea. Finally he picks out something that could be called the exact opposite of cowboy chic, so far opposite, in fact, that it's near crossing the line to being chic again, though hasn't quite reached it.
"You might have to pick your own, dear."