Dean looked up when the electronic voice sounded again and he nearly choked on his burger. "Whoa. Tell me how you really feel." Angels calling other angels "asses" wasn't exactly new, but it would probably never be unamusing. He chewed and swallowed, shifting a little on his seat and crossing his legs under his chair.
"So...if you're here, what's that mean for back home?" It was only after he asked that he realized he probably didn't know. He didn't know what happened with Sam...or the Sam he'd left, or the baby that was going to save the world or end it. Surely, the angels would hunt it down. Not his problem. Wasn't Cas' problem either. He was thankful none of that was going to have to get talked about. "Uh...you know. You think he took the job or something?"