"Actually, if I was helping myself, I wouldn't go looking for how we summon Michael. I'd say it's utterly, utterly hopeless and let your boy throw himself into a cage in a pit in the deepest depth of hell. That's the easy ways, that's a very clear solution." It would save his ass and hopefully keep Lucifer in that cage for a while. Sure, it wasn't a long-term fix but it had it's perks.

"I guess I'm just sweet on you." He enjoyed the way Bobby's face contorted, it always entertained him to deal with older guys. The deep-seated homophobia, the confusion, the shock. It was addictive. "The rings, that was a mutual benefit, but this is busy work." And one he would do. Why not? He was invested. "I'll also take a copy of that porn, if you have it."