"That's not true. Got like a course book somewhere. Not that I've had time to look at that." Of course his passive aggressive complaint would be lost on Adam - who was not really to blame anyway - but it helped Crowley to let it out. He shifted his weight from one side to the other, looking at the librarian. "Sorry, he always wants to make conversation with everyone, the little hell spawn."

At least Lucifer was definitely his father, could not be denied. "Thanks, like he said. For the lack of nose-eating too." He held a hand out to Adam. "You don't need any book, Adam. Come on, it's time we get going. The nice librarian wants to clock out."