“ Here. ” He slides a movie ticket into Crowley’s palm. “ Consider this a Valentines present. See what a nice guy I am? Let’s see ... according to the rating components, it’s got sex, violence, alcohol, a few fiery explosions ... all the major food groups for a demon like you. And since I know you’ve had plenty of practice sitting alone in the dark, I don’t think it’s too much to ask that ... well, I’ll put it this way. When the credits roll, I’d like you to be cracking open a pack of licorice in Theatre 12, not on the corner of 12th and Vine with Mrs. Eleanor Packer. She walks free, you catch the latest tear-jerker from a center seat. Everybody wins. So how 'bout it? ” @fellcrowned