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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.

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[integrity]

I don't know. You tell me.

You're forgetting who Azazel is.

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[momchester]

So how am I supposed to tell you anything?

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[integrity]

You haven't noticed anything odd lately? Things that don't make sense?

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[momchester]

Actually, I have. A lot of things.

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[integrity]

Such as?

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[momchester]

Weird things people say to me.

I looked in my planner the other day, and it said I spent half of March working at night. Nobody Greets at night.

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[integrity]

You're a hunter.

Why wouldn't you greet individuals at night?

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[momchester]

See, that's just it. John said the same thing to me.

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[integrity]

And you honestly don't remember it.

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[momchester]

Remember what? Being a hunter? No, that's crazy.

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[integrity]

I suggest you start to re-examine who you've been speaking to.

I would do it myself, but I'm far too busy to bother.

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[momchester]

I trust that you aren't just messing with me.

[Even more easily than usual, since she's currently lacking the "demons lie" prejudice.]

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[integrity]

No.

I'm not.

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[momchester]

Thank you for being honest. Not many people are anymore.

[Lol accidental hypocrite.]

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[integrity]

Of course.