Considering this, Crowley asked, "Is it French, Italian, or Eastern European?"

He didn't mind the angel's interference this time. As it turned out, the waiter lost a tip, the woman lost her favourite blouse, and her date lost a jacket because it was now miraculously too small for him to ever wear again and it had cost a lot more than the woman's shirt. Crowley chalked it up as a win and returned to his menu.