Nationstatelandsville wrote:Nude East Ireland wrote:Eraldo nodded. He observed Crowley from afar, his handgun ready for battle. Not necessarily with Crowley, but he still needed to keep that option in mind.
"Of course, Aleister. I understand. It'll give us a moment to slow down and prepare."
Aziraphale simply stood there, smiling vacantly and swaying a bit, impatient.
"Friend Eraldo," he said after a moment, turning to face the man, "you are a 'detective', yes? I have read of you in some accounts written by second-life humans. Your profession seems to be quite popular in mahvehs. Are you in mahvehs, friend Eraldo?"
His brow furrowed.
"And how exactly do you whistle?" he continued, "The record I read dissolved into strange phrases I did not understand after mentioning whistling."
"I'll explain it later," he replied, smirking. He lit a cigarette, and began to smoke.
"But yes," he continued, "I'm a detective. Mostly supernatural, but I started out like all detectives do - working for the FBI, thwarting a communist plot. But in reality, communism's just a red herring. Anyways, this case will make my career."