Stella and Crowley
"Well, I lived in London, so." Crowley shrugged. "It did not ever see the fireworks in New York." He didn't technically need to eat, but he go a plate for himself, so he'd fit in a little more seamlessly.
"I don't particularly care for the noise, to be honest," he told her. It wasn't going to upset him, he didn't need the special headphones or anything like that. But the noise was annoying to him.