[there's a moment there, where archer is left sitting on his own on the bench, arm outstreched where it went forward from expecting to collide with crowley. he watches this reaction with clear interest, eyes narrowing so slightly it's almost imperceptible.]

Satan's sake? What are you, some Hot Topic Satanist? You know that religion is mostly about hedonism, right? [a beat, as he drops his arm, cocking his head.] ...Which, yeah, good job.