The implied promise in Kol's tone was enough to make Crowley grin like a madman, and his incredibly active imagination was already starting to consider all the many ways the two of them could have fun.
At least until Kol said that and Crowley scowled. And possibly pouted, just a little bit. "Are you trying to make me jealous?" Because the Moose was not pretty. He had stupid hair. And an annoying ability to make girls swoon.
To his credit though, he didn't laugh at Kol's entire inability to complete a sentence. Especially since he wasn't much better at all that. "Would it help if I said 'me too'?" He offered, some small token of an offering. "Because it's true. FYI."