Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Back up a second, big guy. Castiel and the Hardy boys are here. [This is said more off to the side than actually directly at the recorder, but still loud enough to make out.] Son of a bitch. They're like self-righteous stalkers.

[And now we're back.]

They make jokes about that, you know? And the Apocalypse is happening where I'm from, but I got sick of things about the time Lucy and Mike decided they weren't besties anymore and went into hiding.

Name's Gabriel. Keep it to yourself.