"Aw. He was cute. I kinda remember him." Although, back then, he had just been that weird Christian kid and they had not been friends. Besides, Crowley had been a kid himself. It was different to looking at him now. It was also interesting that Barty had a picture of him. Going by what Aziraphale said about Barty, if anything, he wouldn't have thought he'd have that kind of attachment. But then, he probably shouldn't buy into anything he had heard from Aziraphale. He had all kind of weird ideas about Bill as well. "I want him to live somewhere else, but he likes being there. I mean, he wants to stick to the rules."

"He won't want to now they are keeping him from seeing his love. It was bound to happen." Barty shrugged, heading out the door and walking straight to his car, so he could unlock it. "You should sit in the back with the kid, darling. Then they won't see you from the windows."

His windows in the back were darkened.