That earned the demon a dark glare, but otherwise he got no other response, the Corinthian only turning away to grab the beer he had been drinking before Crowley had come back.
"You're going to call me a douchebag and then expect me to still help?" His voice was dry, flat, and carried a small scoff in it. He didn't sound offended; maybe a little bemused, though he gave no indication of wanting to help. "Do it yourself."
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Date: 2009-06-12 12:47 am (UTC)"You're going to call me a douchebag and then expect me to still help?" His voice was dry, flat, and carried a small scoff in it. He didn't sound offended; maybe a little bemused, though he gave no indication of wanting to help. "Do it yourself."