[the rubbing alcohol hits him immediately - archer hasn't eaten anything for the last... while. he shoves his gun in his belt so crowley can't see how it makes his hands shake. well, that and the idea of running into ramon again.]
He's probably bitching some guy out about those gross crocs surgeons wear. [he comments airly. archer's not the type to outright offer comfort.] Come on. He's not in here.
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He's probably bitching some guy out about those gross crocs surgeons wear. [he comments airly. archer's not the type to outright offer comfort.] Come on. He's not in here.