Crowley and Open
Crowley did not have the time of his life. He had experienced a lot of it and he was sure this was not it. To his relief, neither hell nor heaven had made an entrance. To his disappointment, neither had Arziraphale. So, he tried to relax and enjoy himself. Overall, there was not much too enjoy. The localities were limited, so were the people.
He tried to find out what had happened and why he was here. Except for the stories about a girl, he had not found much. Had he gone mad? Or was he trapped in hell - or worse heaven? The demon was tempted to accept that he very possibly had gone a little mad.
What better way to celebrate his madness than to treat himself to food. While it was no Balthazar's, Lacey's restaurant was, well, the best you could find here. He had accepted the beer and settled at a table, waiting to place his order and pass the time.