Turning around to face the gods and goddesses, Cass raised a brow. "You think we're polite, that's cute." He shook his head with a wry smile. "Thanks, though."
At Dean's words, he nodded, "Probably what he says. If you don't blow it up, let me have a look at it, I could probably find out where they're tracking from, more fun for the people who're used to this sort of thing."