Klaus Hargreeves & Crowley
There we go. No one could ever say that Crowley couldn't start a conversation. It was even more fun here, when being entirely honest about who he was. And what he was.
"Vampire? Ech, no. Definitely not. Pretty sure that Twilight nonsense might be the fault of my lot, though, sorry about that. No, love, I'm a demon." And a pretty terrible one, sometimes, but Klaus didn't need to know that.
"The name is Crowley. Pleasure to meet you, reallym" And ordinarily it would be. The man was terribly attractive. But damn if he wasn't hyper aware of how close a particular angel's table was.