You're a very strange man.

[And that's saying something, coming from someone who's been acquainted with Shadwell for some fifty years or so.]

But fine, m'gonna go tell the Principality of Heaven so he doesn't get cross with me. Try not to do anything stupid for thirty seconds.

[It's a small ask, let's see if Archer can manage it while Crowley saunters off to where he left Aziraphale by the car.]