...I snooped around in your personal life... John put his face in his hands and let Crowley finish speaking his piece, shaking with silent laughter. Then he nudged the demon with his elbow.

"Yeah, I oughta pop you one for that, right after I go build me a concrete bunker to put the thing in. Nosy bastard. Dunno what's worse, that, or you figuring out the obvious and making me look like a moron." He shook his head. "I know I'm gonna regret this, but would you feel any better if I said I've been watching you pal around with the angel for, oh, about eight years now?"