Azazel laughed at her, so very, very tired at the moment of her lies and her running around in circles. No, he was not in a good mood. Because of Sam he had to wait for the boy, Sam had ruined his chances of getting into that house. Azazel was usually a patient person but this place was wearing it thin.
And there she was, helpless for the moment and oh so able to be an outlet for the rage and frustration he was feeling at the moment. He backhanded her harshly feeling a slight bit better instantly.
"It would do well for you to stop lying to me Ruby," he insisted. "How does it feel..." he asked stepping in close to her again, "to be some human's pet?"