"Tell me about it..." Crowley said dryly as he munched unhappily on the sad little bagel, "Do you think I wanted to steal it? Like I spend all day sitting around going... man I wish I could find a stale bagel to pinch! That would make my week!"

He huffed, not feeling much better because he had been able to work out his frustrations on the ghost.

"It was an emergency. That pain in your stomach won't just go away. It gets worse until it feels like it's going to eat you from the inside out. Once you get to that point tell me how wrong it is to steal some food."

He wouldn't listen, being a demon and all, but...