[Crowley had decided that two days was ‘waiting enough’. After all, he’d waited an entire week for her to stop being crazy, and a few days after that before he found out she’d been in the clinic. For a demon, that was a phenomenal level of waiting]
Have you finished your ciggie now? I think with the length of time you’ve took this nicotine break, most people would be worrying about their lung health.
Of course, you could be deliberately trying to avoid me. You’ve talked to other people, after all. But that’s fine, I have ways of getting your attention.
[And thus he starts singing
this. Constantly. He’s not going to stop any time soon, Faye. Close the journal? Fine, but the second you open it again, this song will still be going. He doesn't need to eat, sleep or breathe. He can keep this going as long as he needs to.
Never underestimate Crowley’s ability to irritate someone]