Crowley normally wouldn't be so eager to party so quickly after being transported into another plane of existence, but the beauty of the situation was that the demon had been trapped for so long in such a miserable place that the train was quite an improvement. Why not use it as an excuse to dress up? They had taken stock of the dressing car and not quite found anything to their liking, instead leaning on their newly-restored powers once again to manifest themselves the proper attire. Crowley always had an air for drama, of course, and what better excuse to flaunt it than a masquerade?

The gown was by no means a ball down, but was flattering to their slender frame, and the mask chosen was one that again went a bit against the norm but neatly covered their serpent eyes. Crowley could be found in the dressing car adjusting the look, ensuring every piece was in place before moving along to the party proper.

At the party, Crowley was most interested of all in any alcoholic beverages available, tasting assortments of drinks until finding one that fit their tastes. They weren't interested in the food and didn't need to be, but knowing it was available would be enough for Crowley to convince Aziraphale to join them at any point in the evening.

By no means would Crowley say they were in love with the playlist, but the energy of the room was enough for them to enjoy themselves regardless.

[OOC: Feel free to find Crowley at any point in the evening. They will be fairly approachable given the situation.]