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[demonicmiracle]

Hey, it's Anthony Crowley. You know what to do, do it with style.

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[buffeted]

[ those are the rules, and martin would never dream of breaking the rules. he hums contentedly into the kiss, but lets crowley pull back to explain the photo.

the admission of cheating makes martin gasp in mock-astonishment. ] Oh, how positively demonic. For shame. [ had aziraphale not realized, or had he just let crowley win? ] I think..

[ he trails off, glancing at the photos again. ] I hope he'd like me. I mean, if I were ever to meet him. I-- I wouldn't want him to come here any more than I want anyone to be trapped here. But.. I mean, if things had been different. Were different.

[demonicmiracle]

[He could point out that he had an angel doing his dirty work, tempting someone to steal, but there's enough lingering anxiety from having discovered the photos exist.]

All you'd have to do is bake something for him and you'll be his favourite human. [Sort of a joke, sort of absolutely the truth. But in the interest of proper reassurance, he adds:] You're easy to like, can't imagine any reason he'd not be as fond of you as I am.