He gave Cas a grin and nodded. "It's not all that fun when you're about to die, but reckon nothing is." He said as he looked around at the bar. It was much nicer then the ones he was used to. Robin had also promised to ask his boss if he could have a job, so sooner or later Much would be able to afford things like drinks and games.
The women were what caught his attention the most, the way they dressed was so much more intriguing then the way they had back home. So much tighter it didn't leave much to the imagination, and he couldn't help but look. Then his attention was back on Cas. "The women aren't like this back home." He said cheekily and nudged him playfully.
Then his expression sobered at the idea of facing death again. "Robin explained it to me. I'm not sure I entirely understand." He frowned as he looked down at the game and idly leaned against the table watching Cas pick up the pool cue. "That isn't anything new though." He knew he was a little slower at understanding things then some, at times it was frustrating. Times like then, but then Cas was taking a shot at the balls and he watched them scatter. "Sounds easy enough." Following Cas's directions as he took the cue and lined it up with the white ball. To his surprise two of the colored balls sank into the pockets and his face brightened again. "What's that mean? I win?"
Pausing a moment as he looked at him. "Robin wouldn't hurt anyone unless they were doing something to hurt others."