"And I have a counter offer. I will concede that there will be things on the menu at the restaurant that I do not care for and I won't order them and complain, nor complain about them being there so long as you put a few things on that I do care for and be willing to expand your culinary horizons as you've done here."

Crowley eyed Snape through his sunglasses, still bemused and faintly impressed by the man's chutzpah, even if he didn't know who he was dealing with yet. "Deal?"