"If you think anything you do can scare me then you're incredibly delusional," Crowley called after him but, frankly, he wasn't about to run around after him. It would of been so easy to simply move in front of the little angelic prick and give him the run around but he had plans. Most involving downing as much alcohol as he could and praying it doesn't all taste like piss.

If Castiel wanted to bugger off then so be it. He clicked his tongue in amusement and started up towards the bar. "See you around, old friend."