"Oy! Bill!" Crowley called out to the boy as soon as he spotted him, having been on the lookout. He was not in the mood for a party today, but he knew that Bill was likely to show up here and there was nothing else he could think of doing. He had tried approaching Aziraphale's house, but Gabriel seemed to be pulling guard duty there around the clock now and he knew he couldn't make it through that human brick wall.

No way into the family, so he had to find a way to go through the family. Which meant that, for better or worse, Bill was his best bet.

It was early still, for a Friday night. A guy like Bill, he'd probably just come here to get a buzz before going to a club and, probably, going to a rave after. Bill seemed to be alone, so Crowley was hoping him and Barty hadn't broken up. This was the closest thing he had to a lead. He finally made his way over to him, nodding his head. Cool greeting, he was cool. "Hey, mate. How's it going?"