Crowley didn't usually have this amount of patience for hunters. But now, he was sitting in the front seat of the Impala as you drove, Dean and Sam left behind to investigate the town.

"Really, darling, I don't know why you spend so much time with those two." He spoke up. "...Go Team Free Will, I suppose." He rolled his eyes.

He liked you. You were much more tolerable than the Winchesters. Still human, alas, but Crowley could overlook that.