"Yeah. Whatever." What was it with that damn demon and his stupid voice and accent and the constant low-level and sometimes much higher level flirting? Made his face feel hot and him be flustered like a schoolboy instead of a hunter very much past his prime who should not be demon bait. Not as if he was one of the boys.

Bobby hesitated for an instant, then decided that he simply had to try and own this. Maybe then he'd feel less caught off-guard all the time. "See ya, darlin'."