Re: Later in the evening: Scud + Open
Dean was honestly kind of impressed that Cas was just willing to jump in like that. Proud, actually. Really damn proud. Go Cas. Tryin' new things.
When his angel seemed to just keep holding onto the joint while he focused on holding his breath (really focused, holy crap,) Dean eased it gently out of his hand and passed it over to Danny.
"So, Danny, yeah?" he asked, voice already a little rough as he settled into being more lazy. "Who the fuck are you and why are you in my house?" Dean was clearly not upset about it. The kid brought good grass with him and wasn't starting shit. Let him stay, right?
Danny took another hit of it, taking his time before he handed it back over to Scud. "Got annoyed with sittin' at home so I went for a walk and there was music and a fuckin' sweet ride outside and then a gunshot and I kinda figured this was where the party was at." He looked curiously at Dean. "How the hell do you roll like that, like fuckin...shoot a dude apparently and nobody freaks out?" There was distinctly no panic goin' on there. Or none that Danny saw. It was hardcore. Like a fuckin' mob movie. Really pretty awesome...and kinda scary. He liked it.