[Fff so teasing now. You just left that opportunity right there, Dear and he's going to take it]

So, what? You have amazing people-lamp detecting powers now?

[There's a light chuckle on Crowley end]

What? Oh come on, you did sort of ask for that one.

[A looooong pause, before a sigh]

Would it make you feel any better if I flew around a bit? See if I can spot her.

[Crowley gives a long suffering sigh, as if this really is asking for a lot. It doesn't matter he'd do absolutely anything Cas asked of him. The show of it still has to be made. The journal records the sound of a window opening, followed by an unfurling of wings]

The things I do for you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[And after a flap of wings he's gone, for a good long time. After all, the range he can fly is larger than it once was, and he really wants to check Uru isn't out there, anyway.

...Still, he does return eventually. Flap flap]

Did you know swampy gas rises? I didn't.

[Crowley's so used to this by now, he doesn't even break his stride in his mini-rant. He'll just go on trying to brush swamp dirt out of his feathers]

It'll take weeks to get this crap out.

She wasn't there, by the way. Not in the town, or any of the area within a feasible walking distance from here.

[He appreciates the gesture, those back ones are really hard to reach. ...Plus it's kind of nice, so there's a bit of a contented 'hmm' from him]

It's possible. Or she's invisible, maybe. I'm sure it's turned people invisible before.

[It's been a long time since he's had anyone fuss over his wings, he'll enjoy it while he can]

And it's not like her to just wander off without telling anyone, either. [Pretending he's not worried and failing badly at it] ...Nah, I'm sure she'll turn up just fine.

[So this is what you were doing instead of cloud seeding, huh, Castiel? Not that Crowley minds right now, attention for meeeee]

See? Nothing to get worried about mmmm a little lower just yet.

[And he doesn't want to trigger brothel flashbacks, it would make the petting stop]

You watch, she'll just start babbling over her journals any day now, as if nothing had ever happened.

[And really, playing with his wings long enough has the safe effect as you would with scuffing a kitten. One nicely relaxed and docile demon]

[He'd say something about getting Cas to laugh, but he's not really counting the times he manages to do that anymore. That comment gets a low chuckle and a bit of a smirk]

More thorough work, hmmm?

[Crowley glances Castiel's way, realises that once again, he didn't get that subtle hint and sighs. He tucks his wings up and they vanish as if they were never there]

I'll have to run a shower later. Get some bird shampoo.

[He knows, Dear angel, he knows. And it's magic, awesome magic]

For the feathers? It gets them clean without damaging them like regular shampoo does. [Pause] And because I'm worth it.

[Another pause] ...That pop culture reference went right over your head, didn't it?

[Crowley chuckles, patting Cas' shoulder as he walks over to lounge on the sofa]

I'm sure we can get you flashcards or something.