"What? But how?" Okay, so Damien was even more confused now. He didn't know how he knew what Castiel knew. It wasn't like he would want to exorcise demons or banish angels. But then he was a little surprised as the man stared at the receptionist. Why was that. What... oh. Damien had remembered from before, something about her, that maybe she wasn't all clean as she seemed and maybe she could be susceptible to his influence if he was persuasive enough. He had been pondering a while about how to tempt her. But he had been busy with Jack, talking to Rose, noticing the decorations, plus other things to do with work.
He turned, following Cas and then staring at the bracelets. He held his own arm up then as he looked at it. "I have no idea, sir. I am just in the dark as much as you are." He hated feeling uncertain, unsure of himself, even by a little! "It's making me.. like you? I mean, similar to you. I could care less about banishings and traps, and ancient languages. I'm all about the fun, remember? As I've said." But wait, if he was knowing about Cas, did that mean.. oh shit. "Hold up, umm.. tell me. Why were you looking at that woman like that? Is there a reason you're starting to follow her? Aside from how good she may look physically."