"Because we need you! Not because your games are anything other than tired horse shit!" Sam stayed close to Matty, his glare not having lost any of its intensity. "We've been looking for any way to stop the apocalypse! We caged the devil, again. I lost my soul for months. And you were just out there, in Vegas?"

Castiel looked at the two angry brothers and decided that he should probably try and make this a more productive conversation before they got ditched. "Hello, Raphael. It is good to see you, brother."