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	Crowley was up. the morning rays always brought him discomfort, but with his lady here, he felt fine. ANYWAY! He had a job to do. sure, crowley could just conjure up money, but that would be a form of lying and crowley had had his no sin streak going for quite a while. He was quite proud of it, actually. So he decided to work at a dance club. He was quite good at the Prisiadki, as well as breakdancing. so he did it, and voila, money. he bought groceries for the day, and went off to the closed eye's headquarters. [color=ed1c24]"welp, this is gonna suck."[/color]