Crowley pushed his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose, leaning back, he folded his arms, looking at Aziraphale, "we have been together since the start of..." his hand waved around, meaning the beginning of time, figuring the Angel would catch one.
"Not once you never had an issue of talking till now?" An arch brow peeked over his sunglasses, "what about us do you want to talk about?"