"Videos from Neil, you - " Dean sits back against the booth, helpless to do anything but laugh, a quiet sound that crinkles his eyes. "This is gonna be a shitshow," he says, but finds Castiel's feet beneath the table, tucking one of his own between them to let Cas know not to take that too badly.

"I haven't wanted anything in a while," he admits. "Not anything good, anyway. And it's been a long time since I've been with a guy, but." Dean shakes his head. "We'll figure it out."