"I just work at a garden centre, not much saving up happening." That, and he liked spending. He liked his little luxuries, his car, his furniture, the sleek lifestyle. Well, it wasn't as if he had to save up for anything. "Books, eh? Never been too fond of those."

Maybe that wasn't a good thing to admit to, so Crowley justified himself a little. "It's the eyes, reading puts a lot of strain on them, starts to really hurt after a while." Also, it was pretty dull. He didn't read, he was too cool to read. But he didn't want to tell Aziraphale that. "Are you going to be all right selling books, when you own that bookstore?" If he was that saddened by bad book treatment, was bad book ownership any better?