Humans are ridiculously prudish about these things. No matter how many centuries or sins they accumulate, they somehow think that once you step outside their notion of morality, you're untouchable. But that's fine, let them pass up fun... means more for me.

[And there is a sense of triumph in knowing she's going to screw Dean when Crowley was practically licking the man's boots.]

If only your brother could follow in your sexy footsteps. Where are you then, darling? Tracking you isn't exactly an easy thing.