As Crowley had predicted, the ride to Singer's house was one of the longest in his life. And that included the time that he rode over the flaming highway (literally on fire) in his Bentley at the end of the Apocalypse. Dean kept on glaring back at Crowley for making all of his cassette tapes become random Queen songs. At one point, You're my Best Friend came on one of the cassettes, playing the first few bars of the song, and Crowley requested that they just turned the bloody thing off. Dean, of course, wanted to spite Crowley as much as he could, turned the song up. Sam just rolled his eyes. The lyrics began to scream through out of the speaker. Crowley sighed, just wishing that the whole event could be over already.
They arrived at the Singer residence in about an hour. Bobby had griped to them for a bit about agreeing to help a demon- Crowley especially- (Crowley had been very offended by that) and lent them the tools to get Crowley out of the car.
They got him out of the backseat (Crowley had been very happy when they had). Crowley rubbed his hands together, "Now then. Call your Angel. Let's find Pepper. Let's get started."