"Good. You should come too. Do you like yoga? I like to think we all like yoga. I think it's a primal need for our bodies to stretch and open up and experience the divine." Cas sighed, lengthening his stretch. He was high, and he had been even before he started smoking. There was never a time when he wasn't on something, it was just a matter of what and why. Sometimes he needed to be alert. Sometimes he needed to chill out. Most of the time he got high to forget, and then when he needed mental acuity again he reached for some kind of a stimulant to wake himself up.
"Heh. The divine." He finds this bitterly funny and he groans, resting his head on the cool surface of the table.