*waiting for staff to get their shit together*

Featuring:

Jo showing off her knife collection

Claire showing Jo her flamethrower

General trading of hunting tips and commiserating over dealing with the old school dude hunters who at best wanna assign you little sister and be condescending dicks

Complaining about overprotective mothers in that way that's really thinly-veiled affection

Round two of trying to get Cas drunk, much more successfully this time

Just a full-on roast of one Dean Winchester

A slightly gentler roast of Jo from Claire when she finds out Jo used to have a crush on him ("I was like 20, shut up!" "I'm 20, that's no excuse" "you're a lesbian you're immune to...all that!" "All what? Old man ass with mommy and daddy issues coming out his ears?")

oh! oh!!!

insurance fraud! insurance fraud for

“Now this is a dogpile I would love.”

The love of an Owl

Bouncy bois

He gave up

we’re both ‘team leaders’ at a summer camp for little people and you may be hot but goddammit my collection of twelve-year-olds are going to beat yours into the dust

we kind of got past the point of ‘taking this game of gay chicken too seriously’ when you took your pants off but I really do not mind at all. 

I used to be the best baker in the neighbourhood but then you showed up at Mrs Appleby’s 80th birthday with a stack of brownies which almost gave me an orgasm my honour is at stake and I’m going all out for the next event

a mutual friend invited us to their laser tag party and we’re the last two alive on opposite teams and goddammit if I’m going down you’re going down with me

you’re going to be at the halloween party and you’ve won best costume for the past three years but this year I am wearing the best costume ever if you defeat me I will eat my - wait you actually look really cute when did you turn hot what the fuck um

we’re always making stupid bets like ‘bet you can’t drink this whole bottle of BBQ sauce’ but then you did and now you’re sick and I feel really bad here let me look after you