The holidays were never really a thing for us back home. I used to try to do something for Sammy when we were kids and occasionally we'd stop for a pie on Thanksgiving but that was it. Plus there was the time that we were almost sacrificed by the most annoying demi-gods.
It might be nice to try and do it like normal people. Cook a turkey, get a tree. I don't know. I was drinking egg nog. I might be a little sloshed.
[private to jon]I was thinking. You and yours want to come to the bunker for Thanksgiving dinner? Cas and I could use some company and you know you're dying to read some of the books here.
[private to wynonna]You’re having Thanksgiving dinner with us at the Bunker. Even if it’s just liquid.