It said a lot that the Winchesters tended to be better friends with demons and angels than their own family members. Crowley wouldn't comment on it right now though.
"Hello, demon here. Asshole is in the job description." It really was, somewhere in the bylaws of the contract he originally signed.
He rolled his eyes when a woman in the waiting area crossed herself quickly. "Look, love, that doesn't work on us. At least not my type."