Crowley suppresses a grin, makes a vague sound as if thinking about the question.
"Suppose so. Must be a reason, right? Maybe they're all cursed or something. Haunted."
Or just difficult to repurpose, given how specific the layout of a theatre is. You'd probably have to rip the whole thing down, and if theatres had already been ripped down and another building put in their place they wouldn't be an unused theatre anymore for them to know about. Still. Interesting thought, about the closed up ones.
He turns, walking backwards a few steps so he can study Aziraphale.
"Gotta be someone who knows," he presses. Between them, surely, they could find out.
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Crowley suppresses a grin, makes a vague sound as if thinking about the question.
"Suppose so. Must be a reason, right? Maybe they're all cursed or something. Haunted."
Or just difficult to repurpose, given how specific the layout of a theatre is. You'd probably have to rip the whole thing down, and if theatres had already been ripped down and another building put in their place they wouldn't be an unused theatre anymore for them to know about. Still. Interesting thought, about the closed up ones.
He turns, walking backwards a few steps so he can study Aziraphale.
"Gotta be someone who knows," he presses. Between them, surely, they could find out.