"But why?" Reggie's eyes were full of fear. "There's no way we can win!"
"Nevertheless," Crowley said. He refilled his glass with a generous amount of Glencraig and sat down behind his desk.
Shaking his head in defeat, Reggie trudged toward the door. He paused there, waiting to see if Crowley would relent, but - nothing.
Reggie left the room, closing the door with a sharp snap behind him.
There had to be someone who could remove this thorn from his side.
He just had to find someone who didn't piss their pants on hearing the Winchester name!