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Crowley glanced up just in time to see Aziraphale leave and for a fleeting moment he felt very alone. After a short while, he stood and followed out the door. Aziraphale was in a state similar to the one Crowley had been in moments ago, but unlike his friend the demon had no calming or reassuring words. Instead he just moved beside the angel, leaning next to him against the wall of the shop an waiting quietly. "Sorry, sometimes being cramped up in that little store gets to me."

Crowley could tell Aziraphale was lying, but didn't push it. He was a bit caught off guard when his friend began to speak with him again. "Alright, so we have to get these seven sins back to Hell.. The hardest part, I think, would be finding them.. Would I be correct to assume that they are attracted to their corresponding sin?"

"Y-yeah, that's right," He nodded. "And crime rates in the area will soar, I'd imagine."