I dragged you out of Hell. I can throw you back in.
Nice peach fuzz.
The one where Dean spends his off-time composing songs
“You have a lovely voice, Dean”
”Cas, what the—you weren’t supposed to hear that”
“What is the song about?”
“You and me.”
“I wish to hear more of it”
“Only if you promise not to tell me that I sing like an angel”
“Why? That’s an odd request. Angels don’t sing”
“That would be a bad thing coz your voices make ears bleed”