"shouldn't we be keeping watch, novak?"
"that's lieutenant novak to you, officer."

"don't bitch on me just because your plan didn't work out, cas. should've listened to me on this." "don't rub salt in the wound, dean. just don't."

"admit it. you'd marry me for my hot chocolate." "it would certainly be one of the perks, officer."

"cas, you're hogging the blanket!"