"He's got assignments?" Odd. "Cause from the way Aziraphale was talking, I was kind of expecting him to just be peddling porn, drugs and, I don't know, sacrifice virgins to the devil." Which, yes, Crowley had known that it wouldn't be like that, but it was still curious. Barty had definitely graduated and he assumed he had to have a job to afford the car, the place, presents for Bill and a tenner for Aziraphale. So, why assignments?

"It's not bullshit. I'll explain it to him." He'd go to the actual devil's lair to check up on Aziraphale if he had to, going to Bill's and Barty's seemed harmless enough. "Aziraphale would let me know he's all right if he was all right."