"Er, I guess you can? I tend to just give some silent support. There's usually a lot of girls shrieking, if that's to your taste?" Probably not, Crowley mused, absently taking a sip of the coke himself. Then he suddenly realised that, in a way, this was a little bit as if they'd kissed.

His face felt hot and he cleared his throat, shaking his head in hopes of getting that thought out. "You can just tell them how you liked it after. Buy them a drink or something, they like that."