"I don't know about lovely. Last time I went to see him he told me to get him better chocolate next time and that it's dumb to put sticky goo in my hair." Spirited, maybe, not so much with the lovely. He was a smart kid though, he could give him that. And he was good at making and keeping friends, apparently. His father's son in that regard.

Crowley frowned at what Aziraphale was telling him, because... Well, for a lot of reasons. What did that mean about the odds of ever properly dating for the two of them? And what did it mean regarding what Aziraphale thought of him. He supposed it wasn't that surprising, he knew what Aziraphale's family thought. "Yeah, I know Bill. We've been to the same places a couple times. Parties and such. He's an all right lad, good for a laugh. Him and Felix would compete for blokes."