Oh, right. That. He'd forgotten that part had come out. "Anywhere?" He lifts his head and looks up, smiling sheepishly at Zira. "I mean, I have ideas, yeah. Things I've daydreamed about. But the important thing was just convincing you to consider the idea. If you'd rather stay here I'm fine with that. More than fine."

Here here, even. Sitting in a chair with an angel at his feet. That'd suit Crowley fine, for any indefinite amount of time.