“Hey, Dean! Have you seen my-. Holy shit!” “Shut the door on your way out,”
“Squirrel! We have a problem with mommy dearest-. Bloody hell! Lock the door!”
“Cas, I told you the house wasn’t empty…”
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that,”
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to say that,”
“Mary, you’re never going out with that boy again,”
“But, Dads! You can’t do that!”
“I can and I will,”
“Cas, baby, there’s a lot of people here watching us. Save the affection for tonight, honey,”
“I know you like it, Dean. And you know what else we’re doing tonight? Turning “Touched By An Angel” into reality.”
“Dean, I- I feel like I may have started to feel something for Y/N.”
“Is it just gas again, Cas? We talked about this last time,”
“Instead of feeling full in my abdomen, I feel full in my heart,”
“Cas, baby, just let her enjoy her night,”
‘I can see what that boy is thinking!”
“Dean, why the hell are you playing ‘It’s Raining Men’? And why is your mouth open like that?”
“I’m obviously trying to catch one,”
