Re: action
I find that working does not exactly necessitate privacy in this home - and Meg is upstairs resting. [He gets jokes! ... sometimes. Not often. Yes.]
Dean -- [The angel let out a sigh, as he took to the dough a little harder than necessary.] Either we must lock me up, or find a way to keep these creatures or variants of them getting into me and controlling my actions. I am too dangerous not to have a deterrent against.