Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett+2
Sometimes it's Just Too Easy
by Flywolf33
“Yes, hi, are you the owner of this store?” a man asked loudly. American, judging from the accent. Aziraphale’s reply was clipped, but he confirmed he did indeed own the place. “Have you noticed any… unusual activity?” Another American piped in, just as loud as the first man. “Like what?” Aziraphale’s voice was a little higher now. “Flickering lights, cold spots…” “Tapping in the walls, sulfur smell?” “Books falling off the shelves by themselves?” “No, no, nothing like that,” Aziraphale squeaked. Crowley could clearly picture him waving his hand dismissively. “Ed and Harry, professional paranormal investigators. We were on vacation when we heard there was demonic activity in the area,” Glasses introduced, indicating himself as Ed. “Professionals,” Harry repeated. Glasses – Crowley thought it was much better name – presented a business card. “Ghostfacers?”