[Oh, come on, a surprising amount of patience? Is that really necessary? You'd think with all the time Castiel spends with Dean, he'd only need a little bit of patience in order to deal with Blake. I mean, on a scale of one to high maintenance, Dean's got to be at least a tick or two above John. Hmph!

Nevertheless, Blake seems oblivious to the angel's patience and waves him on without so much of a thought.]

Naw, I trust you. Keep 'em an' I'll pick 'em up the next time we meet up.

[A beat.]

You mind writin' down what you've seen for me? Can't exactly pluck it outta your head.