"What traces? She's a whore Castiel, got caught up in that bitches spell and just because she was me up to a point you think we're the same? We're not the same."
She shook her head, she'd go, she would, because he asked it of her, but she didn't have to want to.
"Well, I guess I won't regret it. I'll come see her, I'll do it tomorrow okay. I'll...get a motel or something tonight and then I'll come tomorrow."
She was the one he loved, she knew that, she did, but she wanted the little whore out of her life.