"Charming."

It's about all he can say, which isn't necessarily helpful. As for Tim, well, Crowley isn't sure how much he trusts any of the strangers he's met who recognize him, so he'll save codes for later. He scoops up his cup from the bar and finishes it off, placing it back down between them.

"I owe you for the drink." he notes, "And then I suppose I should get back to finding answers, or at least a place to rest."