John rolled his eyes at her comment. In a way he was playing around. Adding to the image they were trying to present. While the glamour spell was good, they needed to play their roles just as perfectly, if not more so, to get where they wanted to be. To get to Nergal, and to get him on his own preferably.
The Demons looked her over, looking at John with some suspicion. The Englishman just stood there, all confidence and arrogance. He waited, keeping a tight enough grip on Bryn's arm. "Come on, lads, let's not make this any more difficult that it needs to be all right?" he said, showing a little discomfort. On purpose. One of the Demons looked to the other, a pleased look on his face. "Look at him squirm! Get inside. Head to the back room. Hobs here will go with you" he said, pointing his thumb at the other doorman.
"Cheers" John replied, pushing Astra forward. "This is for your own good, luv..." he said, walking after her, the Demon following after them both.