“I’m sorry, can I help you? I’m just in the mood to drink tonight, so if you just want to stand there and stare, please move on.” Cas grumbled, taking another big gulp of his beer.
“The poor sod is drunk, not staring at you. Lighten up, Black.” She reached past him and took a bottle of firewhisky from behind the counter and took a big gulp before turning to leave.












