His phone began to ring, and he couldn't help but grin as the ringing sound pervaded the air and he pulled it out of his pocket, flipping the phone open and placing it by his ear.
"Finally made it over here, did you?" He purred into the phone, Azazel's sharp sarcastic tone the same as Rick's own. It was difficult to distinguish between the two of them, as the words were Azazel's, but the tone was Rick's. But now, the words connected as well, and golden eyes brightened as the excitement grew.
"Two blocks over. You don't mind if we do this in some back alley, do you? Or if you want, we can always do this out in the open, like civilized folks," He smirked, the amusement in his voice transferring over the phone line.