Crowley gaped as he listened to Raphael's "explanation" of what had happened. For the first time in a long time he was completely speechless. Knowing that anything he said would be assumed to be a lie unless he agreed with the angel, which would also make him look bad, Crowley quickly considered his options. Clutching the hose tightly with the half-formed plan to put out the flames on Michael's sword should it get too close, he willed himself to speak calmly.

"I notice that you somehow neglected to mention the fact that you attacked me first during that little scenario," drawled Crowley to Raphael. Two could play this little game...