Jill & Crowley (Wednesday afternoon)
Crowley nodded and then offered her his arm. "Well, there are a few pro-slavery types running about, they thought I'd be all for their cause because of my accent." Which, wasn't true in the slightest. If he wanted slaves, he'd just pull up a few demons.
"I figure I can knock them about a bit with my powers, you can take a few drinks while they're unconscious, and then I'll toss them about a bit more to hide the evidence."