[Crowley's on floor ten, so he feels the heat rising first. Ugh, it's probably some resident having a hissy fit over something meaningless. Time to ignore it and wait for people to bitch about it on the journal.
...But wait.
That's coming from the ninth floor. That's where the Nines is. That's where the Triumvirate's endless supply of booze is kept!
He'll just be heading downstairs now to stroll past whoever's trying to chill Zuko out, unheeded by any flames, wandering off into the bar. He's got alcohol to rescue]
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...But wait.
That's coming from the ninth floor. That's where the Nines is. That's where the Triumvirate's endless supply of booze is kept!
He'll just be heading downstairs now to stroll past whoever's trying to chill Zuko out, unheeded by any flames, wandering off into the bar. He's got alcohol to rescue]