It vaguely occurred to him that the question she was asking was a dangerous one, but on the other hand, it was really only dangerous for her. He felt that in mind as he finished his own drink off and placed the correct notes on the bar to pay for the drink. He knew enough to do that by now and there had been enough in Jimmy's old wallet to cover both of them.
"What do you have in mind?" he asked finally.
Castiel also realized were he not at least somewhat affected by the alcohol, he probably wouldn't even be entertaining the idea of going somewhere with her. Alcohol didn't affect him as it once did, but there was a slight warm feeling within his vessel along with a certain numbness to his extremities. It needed to start numbing everything else as it once did.