Rebekah gave a dry snort of bitter amusement and agreement. The world to stop, would be nice, most definitely. Just for a bit of breathing room, even for the pair of them who didn't need oxygen to survive.
"Can we talk Crowley into pausing this whole Purgatory thing? Is that a thing that's possible?" Rebekah genuinely didn't know. The way the King of Hell talked, Purgatory had been hidden since forever, what difference would a few more days even make? Especially when Kol clearly needed his demon.
"Until then..." she half shrugged awkwardly. "Alcohol? Hunting something down? Hunting something down while drunk? Anything to just not think for a bit."