Crowley finished off the bagel and glared daggers at the offered soda. Really wine would have been better, copious amounts of it! But... he took the soda. It's top popped with that satisfying hiss and that first tingling sip caused him to forgive the girl for being an obvious minor with only sodas in her bag.

"The mythical Lord of the Underworld and some bumbling no-magic wizard from King Arthur's time? You are going to have to explain that."