[Oh, look. Here's Crowley again, filling up the network with his swag self. He's inside -- but where, you'll never know. and he's swilling around a class of scotch in his right gloved hand.]
Halloween approaches.
I take it you all do something ridiculous for the occasion.
[He hates that holiday like he hates God. Sigh.]
[Filtered to Sam Winchester // Private // Unhackable]
I do believe we need to have something of a date.
Dinner will be on me.