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Phale's Rare Books, Friday
In honor of Mayor Red, the flower boxes outside the shop have burst into red blooms, and a red ribbon has been tied around the bell on the shop door. Inside, Aziraphale is tidying the shop and setting out tea for his guests customers.
[OOC: Attention customers: anyone entering the shop after Jonathan Crane will encounter this. Don't say you weren't warned. (This isn't to say you can't interrupt, though. In fact, it might be a good idea if someone did. ;))]
[The shop is now closed.]
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[After Maia leaves]
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"Let's just say I was up late talking to a... friend (http://www.livejournal.com/users/dean_bristow/12145.html). And the conversation was a little heated."
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It's good to be out in town.
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He slipped in quietly, remembering his visit last time and uncertain what exactly his intentions were tonight. Perhaps a review of the books...to see if something tickled his fancy. It wasn't his intention to be a bother.
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[And if you're looking for the proprietors, that's where you'll find them. *grin*]
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"Terribly sorry. How may I help you?"
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"I'm meeting a friend here. Dr James Wilson."
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With his cell phone held to his ear, Yazoo cupped his other hand around his eyes and peered into the shop. A swift conversation transpired that would result in Kadaj meeting them there rather than at the park.
Flipping the phone off, he tried the knob which gave beneath his grip. Yazoo pushed in the door and looked around. At least being in the shop would get them off the streets in case any of the local police drove by while they waited for Kadaj.
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"I'm terribly sorry, but the shop is-- Oh!" He stops when he sees Yazoo, and smiles, nodding at the other brothers as well. "Do come in, my dear. Is something wrong?"
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Kadaj and Loz were standing close together and behind Yazoo, their gazes calmly looking around the shop.
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