[Crowley, equally predictably, goes straight for the bourbon. It's not the whiskey he'd prefer, but needs must.]

People've said the kids were kept out until the candle was extinguished.

[He shrugs as he takes a drink directly from the bottle, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand when he's done, because his manners only extend so far.]

Believe me or don't, it's no skin off my nose, but I'm gonna make sure the candle out front stays lit.