Crowley chuckled, the smirk staying in place as he continued to smirk at the angel. "You know that I can see perfectly fine with them on, even at night." He couldn't help but be greatly amused that the first thing Aziraphale commented on was, of all things, the fact that he still had his sunglasses on. Really, he would have thought the angel would have come to expect such a thing by that point.
Lucky for someone, Crowley wasn't sure which of them it was lucky for, Zira had managed to move the focus of his rant to Crowley's nudity. At first, Crowley just wiggled his brows at the angel, honestly amused by his reaction. "Honestly, angel. There's nothing wrong with a bit of nudity. It's how the humans come into the world, after all." And with that he set aside the bongos, revealing what Zira probably feared the most in that moment in that he really didn't have a stitch on under the small drums. He quickly stood and made his way over to the angel where he draped his arm around the other being. "So, if you want me to get dressed, hand over that housecoat. You don't need fifteen pieces of clothing on."