[This man is in the bar. He's got a drink. He's also got Castiel's device.]

Well, well, well. He's full of surprises, isn't he? Cas, I mean. Like the little angel that could. God only knows how he's gotten himself on a multidimensional boat.

[He looks away from the device and takes a drink, staring into the amber liquid. Then, he looks back.]

I suppose no one has an update on his plans for his murdered brother, do they? I just know it couldn't have all ended well.

Meanwhile, I'm going to take this opportunity to enjoy the finer pleasures of life.


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