[THE TWITCH IS A LIE. TOTALLY A LIE. LIKE CAKE.. Oooh cake.

Here, have the resigned flailing of an archangel whose vacation plans suck.]

Fantastic. I'm sure Dean and Sam'll be thrilled to see me knockin' around. [As thrilled as he'll be to see them, the little pyromaniac fuckers. OH, BUT HE WILL HIDE HIS DISSATISFACTION LIKE A GOOD AVOIDANT ANGEL.]

Okay. The only thing to do right now? Is drink until I have to be all responsible and stuff. So your fuzzy blue elf buddy better make a mean mixed drink.