"I'm not concerned over you not picking a fight, I just think they'll be slightly more agreeable if you stay out of sight." Well. "More on message, anyway. Less getting distracted by how I have been led astray by a wily little minx like you."

Crowley chuckled, assuming that it was a joke. It was hard to tell with the delivery, but Barty didn't seem to mind him laughing, so that was good enough. He watched as Barty turned on the music, as requested, then leaned back when they started on their drive. "Aziraphale doesn't like any music like this. He calls it bebop."

He was so ridiculous.