[The angel melts a little at Crowley's words before resuming his handiwork.]

I only ever got the occasional trim or hot shave. It's nice to be pampered, but it's not the same as when you do it, dear. That's always been special.

[Once the ends are free of any tangles, he moves the brush up higher along Crowley's scalp. There is a great deal to enjoy from being on this end of a good brushing, not the least of which are the sounds Crowley is making. He leans forward and kisses an ear before brushing the hair behind it.]

I think any stylist would be delighted to get their hands on your hair, but I won't complain if you leave the tending to it up to me.