"How is he gonna fucking see the light upstairs in his room when you can't afford electric?" Barty didn't turn around, but he nodded to Aziraphale's quiet words. He took another step backwards and then reached to open the door, making Aziraphale go through first. "Get into the car."

It was a simple enough instruction. Barty got outside after Aziraphale, immediately closing the door and locking it with the key he had put in his pocket before. He kept the key in the lock, keeping his siblings from following them right away. He caught up to Aziraphale and grabbed his arm to drag him along. "Your boyfriend flagged down Bill to ask about you, so I figured something is wrong. He's a good boy. Crowley."