GO - Crowley
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Your little plant nursery near Soho catered to a specific demographic. A demographic which Crowley was certainly not a part of.
Even so, you caught the stranger - with sunglasses indoors no less, how odd - examining your wares from the corner of your eye. He leaned over sprouts and shrubs alike, frowning in thought. Occasionally, even giving a slight shake to their pots as if to assess their sturdiness.
After a few minutes, his eye landed on you. He paused for a moment as if considering, before turning back to the rows of plants before him.