Who: Crowley and Craig Tucker What: Random run-in at the Den When: Thursday Afternoon Where: The Den Warnings: It's Crowley and Craig, TBD Status: Closed/Ongoing
Doing the books at the Den wasn't the most exciting job in the world, but it also was better than some of the worst jobs that Crowley had ever had. At least working at the Den meant he got decent drinks and great entertainment to watch.
Most of the time, Crowley did the daily stuff in the early mornings after the place had closed, and left the bigger stuff to do on Thursday afternoons, before the weekend crowd started up. And that was what he was doing today, sitting at the bar with the laptop and the books, going over things while he sipped on a glass of wine. There wasn't much of a crowd yet, just the pre-dinner drinkers looking for decent atmosphere and chattier dancers.
He noticed one of the usuals sitting nearby, and for some reason decided to be chatty himself. "Aren't you one of Kenny's friends from his world?"