“The only time Crowley had bought petrol was once in 1967, to get the free James Bond bullet-hole-in-the-windscreen transfers, which he rather fancied at the time.”
Reasons this is adorable to me:
1. Almost everything in this book is adorable to me.
2. Crowley is an utter dork and a demon who wants to be like James Bond.
3. He bought the petrol. He didn’t have to buy the petrol. He’s a demon. He could have just miracled the transfers onto the windscreen, and probably have it look twice as realistic. He could have - highly unlikely I know, but he could have, if he wanted - miracled the Bentley into an Aston Martin complete with all the gadgets. But no, he bought petrol he didn’t need just so he could have some probably very tacky windscreen transfers for his car.
I don’t think you guys can understand how much I love Crowley