"Demons don't get sunburn," sighed Crowley, but he knew it was a lost cause. Aziraphale got like this sometimes (could it be jealousy? over Ellie?? hell, the angel spent as much time with her as he did...) and the only thing to do was play along. He stood, picking up his clothes in one hand and holding the kitten carefully in the other. "Fine, but I need to stop by the room first."