"Nah, I'm all good." Crowley looked Bill over briefly, having to suppress a smirk. Between the flaming queer he'd just kissed and this rent boy looking twink, how did they actually hope to ever get the gay out of any of these boys? Not that he wanted that to happen, obviously.

Which did make him think. "Actually, could you call your friends over? Bit tricky to fix this stuff to the roof, but I think we'll need a pair of hands more. Or two, whatever."

He leaned back against the car for now, looking over at the two boys Bill had just been with. "You straightening up all right, mate?"