Not a customer. The demon perked up a bit and strolled into the kitchen after locking up the bookstore and flipping the closed sign. With a little bit of thought, the sign now stated that the bookshop would be closed for a brief holiday. At least, he hoped he could convince the angel to join him. He was a persuasive snake after all.

"So you are." He replied and lounged in a doorway, watching the angel. "All locked up." He gestured behind him with his thumb. "How've you been, Angel?" Crowley, you're being awkward. Stop it.