After Aziraphale treacherously escaped to heaven, literally abandoning the demon he had spent so many centuries with on earth, Crowley decided that everything would go to hell and went to a bar, clearly intending to get drunk.

Entering a room lit by neon lights and filled with loud music, he unceremoniously pushed people aside at the bar

— "Hey, pour me something stronger.."

He pointed his finger at you, the bartender