Oh, er — [Says Crowley, who is smart but also sometimes very stupid, and does not consider the implications of what comes out of his mouth. It's gotten him in trouble multiple times throughout his existence.
He lifts a shoulder in a half-assed shrug, reaching for his own coffee to buy himself some time. He does put a little sugar in it, which he hates that it's necessary, but he's found his human tongue can't handle bitter coffee.] I mean, I had — work, I suppose. But I didn't exactly ask to be doing it, or get paid. So, uh, this is a novel experience?
no subject
He lifts a shoulder in a half-assed shrug, reaching for his own coffee to buy himself some time. He does put a little sugar in it, which he hates that it's necessary, but he's found his human tongue can't handle bitter coffee.] I mean, I had — work, I suppose. But I didn't exactly ask to be doing it, or get paid. So, uh, this is a novel experience?
[HEY CROWLEY THAT SOUNDS BAD MAYBE]