There were certain indications in life that proceeded a victory. Some one shouting bingo in a crowded hall, the frantic jingle of the slot machine going mad and spitting coins at you... and a spoiled brat shouting that you weren't their mother. Music to a distressed demon's ears!

He did smirk. The boldest and biggest smirk that ever was smirked. Crowley had found the chink in her armor, just like that he knew she had mother issues. It wasn't a stretch, many girls about her age did, made it easier to tempt them into running out late at night and posting terrible things to blogs. Not that he had anything like that in mind for this girl. He was just trying to make her mad.

Mission accomplished.

"So run along and you won't have to listen to anymore of my lies. Maybe you can impress your mother by stealing a few lollies from the sweet shoppe on your way past."