Who: Lo & Crowley Where: Somewhere in the countryside, probably France What: Dinner to start Warnings: Potentially.
Crowley wasn't really sure where the idea had come from, or why he was even following through on it, but there it was, and he was going to go with it. It wasn't often that he went against a sudden whim like that, mostly because he never needed to, king of the crossroads and all, those whims were what got him his best sales, usually.
He was dressed as well as he usually was, which was to say just shy of impeccable, he was even wearing the tie Palm had given him as a seed for another collection, which was something that amused him a little, his friendship with the girl was not, as he'd previously told Lo, strictly self-preservation. He knew that her father didn't have any idea how to kill a demon now, usually that was how it happened, just a one-off and then back to mediocrity.
In any case it wasn't quite an hour before he showed up on Lo's doorstep, he knew how to find the other demon easily enough, most of them had a good sense of where their own kind were after a while, and with only a few of them topside, well, it wasn't hard to keep track of themselves.