Crowley
"Crowley. Nice name," she added, still smiling and completely clueless to any sort of looks or leers. "Oh, and thank you. I picked it out to match Henry's! I wanted Romeo and Juliet, but he said the clothes were too much like his old ones."
"Let me get you a drink!" She wasn't drinking tonight, of course, because she wasn't legal, but she handed a glass of wine to Crowley, spilling a little on her outfit when she did. "Shoot..."