Crowley's a little surprised to find that - of all things - he's awkwardly, genuinely pleased that Raguel's chosen to take him to -

Fortunately, before he can open his mouth in sun-warmed honesty and say something about it, he's blindsided by the image of Raguel crammed sulkily into the top of a palm tree. If he has anything to communicate, it's more than likely lost beneath the sniggers.