Apparently they didn't teach you subtle back home. [Gabriel clapped his hands together, giving them a brisk rub. Because if he doesn't lay this all out, they'll be dancing around this forever.] I left home because my brothers were cutting themselves to ribbons over the humans. Couldn't keep watching, so I bailed. Lived as a pagan. Had fun.

Then two meatheads by the name of Winchester had to go and kickstart the Apocalypse all over again. Worst of all? I went and got involved. Stood with the humans and apparently will wind up getting shanked over it.