"Who the hell has the kinda power to make an angel a puppet? Everything is so screwed up, Dean. Remember how simple it was before we started dealing with angels? Wonder how many other angels this chick has under her thumb... I just hope Cas has the Angel Tablet somewhere safe because you can bet the feathery dicks upstairs aren't just going to let it go..."
He frowned at Dean. "I'm fine. Don't tell me you're going to throw a butch fit every time I cough from now on?" He held out his hand. "See? No blood... Do I get a proper kiss? Might help..."