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[integrity]

Someone within this city is going to buy me a drink. Immediately. I prefer scotch, but really, anything will do. I also require a sledgehammer. Crowbars are also acceptable.

Your generosity will be repaid tenfold in both money, good will, and the feathers that I will be tearing out of my favorite down pillow. If you so choose to remain so, anonymous donations can be dropped off at my mailbox at the post office.

Remember: generosity is a virtue, not a sin.

x Crowley.

Comments

[integrity]

I like nice things.

Why not dress as I see fit?

[shifting]

[he pokes Crowley lightly on the shoulder]

'Cause then you don't blend in. C'mon - every movie made since the 40's 'bout demons or the devil's always got 'em dressed in nice suits. The three-piece suit is the Hollywood symbol for evil.

[integrity]

[He glances down at the poke to his shoulder before refocusing his attention on Sam, thoroughly unimpressed.]

The joke would be on them, then, because I'm certainly not the Devil, nor am I evil.

[And he shrugs.]

Besides, the general public hardly sees me unless I want them to. I'm summoned to the crossroads only for the most important deals anymore -- I spend most of my time in Hell, running the place. And if I decided to lose my mind and dress in jeans for a day, the rest of my demons would drop dead of shock.

[His inner circle might think he was crazy and put him out of his misery or something, fo srs.]

[shifting]

You do still make deals with people to get their soul. ...That is on them, but it ain't exactly saintly.

[integrity]

And Dick Cheney orchestrated a war that didn't necessarily need to happen -- what's your point?

[Crowley shrugs slightly.]

Life has a balance and I am part of it. You can sell your soul or die early -- that is your decision. I don't pretend to be a saint, because I'm far from it -- I am perfectly honest about what I am. I'm a demon -- I rule Hell. When you sell your soul to me, it goes down below. People know what happens to them when they offer me their soul -- I don't lie. They choose to accept it regardless.

[shifting]

[he swirls the ice around his glass, staring at the liquor thoughtfully]

...Guess that makes you more human than anything else.

[integrity]

If you want that to be your perspective.

[Crowley isn't going to subscribe his ideals of humanity.]