"Sup- oh."

There are very few people in the 'verse who might conceivably, around this time of year, make a point of buying Crowley a beer.

One of them is asleep in the bedroom behind him.

Another one (perhaps, if she remembers) is Kaylee.

So -

So Crowley's face flickers through a range of emotions rather too complex for having just woken up: surprise, something private and close to fond, and then faint alarm.

"You've been talking to him? Raguel, I mean? Did he - "

Did he tell you why, but that's not important right now.