Meg shrugged, glaring around for a free table. “Sometimes… I like this place.” She causally walked over to the back of the room and let herself fall on a chair, pointing at the chair across for Cas to sit down too. “Of course it is. I am sure they couldn’t cause any great harm either way, could they?”
"Yes well… It certainly suits you."
With care the angel seated himself, still eyeing the crowd in the bar. Most seemed to have decided he wasn’t worth the trouble -but a few scarred men seemed to have singled him out as a target, rather foolish on their part. "No they would be unable to harm me, even so its a rather hostile environment. Why have you brought me here?"
Meg shrugged, glaring over at the bar to make eyecontact with the bartender. Raising two fingers she ordered her usual drink and one for Cas before she turned her attention back to the angel. "Why I brought you here? It's my favorite bar! Ain't it nice to share such a dear place?"
