"It's nice to meet you, John Blake." Crowley tosses him a winning smile.

"I just want to wind up somewhere with a bit more of an economy than this. Even a place with more foot traffic where I can find another companion to head somewhere else. This town is fairly small and quiet, so it's not every day that travelers even come through, let alone ones that seem like they could defend us."

And oops his eyes might just wander a little bit at that statement because Mister Blake certain does look like he could fight well. Among other things.