Crowley and Dan
"I know what you are, I can see your wings," Dan pointed out. If he hadn't already been looking stern, the demon's next comment would have definitely had him scowling. And then it hit him. The demon's face, making people do bad things... Crowley looked like Jessica's Purple Man. Kilgrave. Dan had only ever seen this Kilgrave through Jessica's flashback memories while she'd been throwing him through a window, but he remembered enough. He'd have to let her know.
He rubbed at his jaw, over the spot where the break had been, and then drank some more coffee. He was going to have to get another one at this rate. "Perhaps it'd be best if you considered being here as a vacation from your job as Demon," he said, "and when you get sent back home, you'll be well-rested and you can do all the tempting you like."