Crowley stiffened and his eyebrows knitted together, eyes eyes locking with yours behind his sunglasses. He'd never seen color before... and locking eyes with you unlocked it.

Dammit. He had an angel for a soulmate. And now you were walking over toward him. No no no no-

"Good Afternoon," Crowley said, clearing his throat and adjusting his sleeves. "Nice to meet you I suppose."