"As you wish. Just wanted to offer." Crowley was sad, he didn't like the idea of him being alone but he figured there was a reason why he wanted to be alone. Or maybe he just had better friends and didn't want to be seen anywhere near him. People did not think anything flattering about him.

He took the phone and typed in the number he knew by heart, putting it on speakerphone so he didn't get his face to close to the screen.

When he saw Barty had picked up, he sighed in relief. "Barty, are you busy? I'm borrowing a phone from a -- a fellow... boy. Erm, can you pick me up tonight? I'm a tad late getting home and they may not let me in."