Mrs Sandwich: I know what your problem is. Heaven’s keeping you and Mr Fell apart. You two just need to bone.
Crowley: What did you say?
Mrs Sandwich: I said you two need to bone.
Crowley: How dare you. I am a Demon from Hell!
[five minutes later]: BONE!
[ten minutes later]: What happens in my bedroom, Mrs Sandwich, is none of your business.
[twenty-one minutes later]: BOOOOONE?!
[forty minutes later]: Don't ever speak to me like that again.
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