Raising an eyebrow at being called Anthony - had Aziraphale ever called him that before? - and placing his hand atop the angel's, he replied sotto voce, "I didn't fry anything. He told me I felt more like an angel than a demon and I told him that if he didn't take it back, I'd set fire to his wolves. It was just a joke. It didn't mean anything. Then he dug a hole into our floor and catnapped Chicago, refusing to give her back until Ellie showed up. He's the reason why we couldn't... you know..." the demon gestured towards his trouser reigon, "last week."

Directing a death glare at Loki's retreating form, Crowley said nothing to him. The sooner he left the better.