Magic. Well, there's a thing if they had it, they'd at least have an advantage. They did have Aziraphale, who had holy everything, but it all depended on what he could do before Hastur hurt him.

"If we can get him distracted enough, we should be able to teleport ourselves out of here," Crowley suggests. "Maybe only a block away from the temple. Give them a range where to find us, but they won't know the exact location. If I'm imagining right, they won't even see it, it won't even register to them. It should be safe."

Oh, but he hopes he's right.

He raises a hand, and a crowbar appears. He glances over the side of the booth.

"I'll distract him. He can't hurt me with that fire." Well, not much, anyway. "You get everyone out, then start towards the door."