[At least he doesn't openly object to the company. Now he has it, he finds it's not altogether unwelcome. He shifts in his seat and brings his elbow up onto the table, the ice in his glass clinking again.]

Somehow. It was in the... fourth century that the church decided to celebrate the birth of Christ with a twelve day feast at that time of year. [Even the devil can quote scripture, and Crowley knows his history.]

They planned it to coincide with Sol Invictus.