[There's a contemplative hum, Crowley making a whole show of thinking it over, as if there were ever any question of them separating for any real length of time in such a dangerous situation.

But, you know. Can't sound too eager.]

I think that's a good idea, angel. You said you got a place all picked out, yeah? Let me know where you are, and I'll swing by.

[Because his angel gps is apparently broken!]