Back in ye-olden-days one often had to make do with a bit of cloth and a length cord in order to make an outfit presentable as buttons and zippers had not yet been dreamed of. Turning a curtain into a fitting robe was only a matter of getting the folds to fall in the right places but Crowley accepted the compliment, feeling that much more proud of himself as he followed Molly on down the hallway. Just walk like you own the place and most people wouldn't even think to question it!

"Everything is so posh up here."

He said while walking by a set of candlesticks that looked to him like they were clad in gold.

"I shouldn't be surprised. Those at the top get the best... Do many people up here even know about the dungeon in the basement?"