Crowley picked up his menu and began to peruse it. It seemed like pretty standard upper class British food with some French influences. He thought he'd be safest with one of the simpler dishes and was thinking about the roast lamb when a waiter walked by with two glasses of red wine on his way to another table.
It really was terribly unfortunate when the poor man tripped over his own feet and poured the wine over the white blouse of a female customer at another table. Crowley felt a smirk tug at his lips as she shrieked. This was more like it.
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Crowley picked up his menu and began to peruse it. It seemed like pretty standard upper class British food with some French influences. He thought he'd be safest with one of the simpler dishes and was thinking about the roast lamb when a waiter walked by with two glasses of red wine on his way to another table.
It really was terribly unfortunate when the poor man tripped over his own feet and poured the wine over the white blouse of a female customer at another table. Crowley felt a smirk tug at his lips as she shrieked. This was more like it.