"yeah, I am." He gave a shrug of his shoulders. "Thanks for the tip, kid." Curiosity feebly demanded he press her for details on this strange man she keeps alluding to, while part of him, still stuck on the idea of being trapped in a horror movie, sarcastically mocks him by implying he will see this mystery man in one of the upcoming scenes.<br/><br/>"Take care of yourself." he'd say, with an actual genuine tone of care and concern to his voice.  Underneath it all, Crowley was actually a fairly nice person. He just had a lot of problems that usually interfered in him actually being nice, much to his own chagrin. He's his own worst enemy, or so he's thought more than once.<br/><br/>With that thought, and many others, bouncing around in his head, he headed along the road, hoping to find this bowling alley so he could find the gas station. Heaven's Night, and what she said about it, made him think it was a night club or a strip joint, and unlikely to help him out. But the gas station she mentioned was likely to have a convenience store, which is likely to stock beef jerky, a pleasure item of his. A comfort food. And he most certainly needed that right about now.