*Inside Church*
"There's a trick they do with three playing cards which is very hard to follow"

Footsteps...Footsteps...

"And something like it, for greater stakes than a handful of loose change, is about to take place"

The corridor were dimly lit as Crowley made his way down the hallowed halls.

"Deidre Young is in delivery room three. She has just given birth to a golden-haired male baby we call Baby A"

Then the demon suddenly stopped as he noticed someone nearby...a nun so he made his way over to her.

"Harriet is giving birth in delivery room four. She's having a golden-haired male baby we will call Baby B"

Psst

Mary instantly looked at Crowley, making her nearly dropped the biscuits in shock.

"Sister Mary Loquacious is about to be handed a golden-haired male baby"

She immediately calm herself down as the demon approached her.

"We will call The Adversary, Destroyer of Kings, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, Prince of this World and Lord of Darkness"

The woman saw the basket this mysterious man held in his hand, and instantly knew what's..or who in there.
"Is that him?" Mary asked in a whisper and wonder, staring at basket in the man hand.
"Yup" Crowley confirm with a nod of his head, popping the p.

Extended the basket out, holding it with his index and middle finger loosely.
Handing it over to the nun in front of him so Mary went and accept the basket.
Then she popped open the top, allowing the woman to take a closer look at the baby inside.

With lovely and excited eyes on his face, "Only I'd expected funny eyes, or teasy-weensy little hoofkibs or a wittle tail" Mary admit.
Cooing at the baby in the basket, giggle
"Definitely him" Crowley assured her with a grunt
"Fancy me holding the Antichrist" said Mary with a chuckle

Then she continue to coo, "Do you look like your daddy? Do you look like your daddy-waddy king?" Mary asked in a pitch tone.
"He doesn't" Crowley replied, denying this.
"Take him up to room three" he instructed the nun before the demon went and start to walk away.
"Room three" Sister Mary repeated before she turns to look at the retrieve man.
"Do you think he'll remember me when he grows up?" she asked curiously, hopefully that this baby will remember her.
Making Crowley stop walking and turn to look back at the woman, "Pray that he doesn't" he muttered before he continue to...

Footsteps...Footsteps...