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As opposed to what?

I will trade you crappy ass demons for a power hungry god with daddy issues.

Oh, I agree. It's unfortunate how the quality of demonkind has gone downhill lately. Bloody Millennial demons with their sense of entitlement. They should take more pride in their work.

...or is that not quite what you were getting at?

...Crappy ass demons?

[ Dean didn't know anyone has heard him, and he whips around to see a familiar looking face. He looks shocked, and he knows he may have lost his cover as an agent. ]

Um, this is really awkward. [ Dean is looking a little rough from the late night hunt. ] Yeah, I um, I got in a brawl with a local thug. He was wanted for trying to break into multiple banks. [ He smiles, he's slick. ]

I was going to say it was something else all together, but you do have a point. I don't know if it is the meat suits their wearing, or if Crowley is to blame.

I guess, I shouldn't be complaining. This bunch has been really sloppy with their work. And it is making it a lot easier to find and gank the little punks.

Power hungry, god? I've been there, done that, and I'll deal with a smug god again in my career.

A mouthy little punk.

[Jason's seen a lot of bullshit. This? Smells like bullshit.] FBI deals with local thugs?

I doubt you're gonna find a demon that ain't mouthy, darlin'.

He was robbing banks, and banks are one of those things the FBI deals with. [ He likes to think he's being slick, or maybe for once those lonely nights watching television crime shows are paying off. ] And, the little bastard had one hell of a swing on him.

Touché good sir. [She smiles at him.] If I stay with SHIELD, I'm sure I will be seeing a lot more than just gods and other-worldly beings in my life. Speaking of, they haven't tried to take any of your stuff yet, have they?

Yeah, and what do you know about demons?

[ Dean starts to look a little bit confused, but he shrugs it off. This SHIELD thing must be some name for a group of hunters. ] Trust me, if you stay in this life you're gonna see more than just a bunch of stuffy wanna-be gods.

Just be careful with the angels, there's nothing worse than a bunch of self-righteous douches walking the Earth. [ He rambles on about his latest job, and he almost misses her point. ] And ain’t nobody touchin' my stuff without riskin' pissin' off me and my bro.

[He doesn't buy the excuse, but what's Jason going to do? Either way he'll be arguing with an actual FBI agent or someone crazy enough to pretend to be one.] Did he get away?

[She listens to him ramble, glad to hear that SHIELD hadn't tried to intervene.] Wow... and I thought I had some crazy stories...

I'm assuming the gem of a '67 Chevy sitting in the parking lot belongs to you? [The car just seemed to scream Dean to Darcy. If SHIELD were to start anywhere with them, the car would probably be the first thing to go.]

It's a long list and ain't none of it good. Plainly put they're pains in the ass, but they're also pretty powerful pains in the ass.

[ Dean lifts his hand up to rub his banged up jaw with a wince. Lowering his hand, Dean looks at Jason he clears his throat. ] He's already been processed and all of that... [ He looks from left to right, and he ums. ] Legal stuff.

Perhaps it's the company you're keeping Dean.

Hey! You're the one who brought up gods with daddy issues! I'd like to say; my sanity is as good as anyone else's. [ Dean looks over his shoulder to the well cared for Impala with a gleaming smile on his face. ]

Damn straight, she's all mine, she's gorgeous ain't she? [ Dean looks too damn proud when he speaks of the old car. ] She always was a bit of a chick magnet.

Crowley? I still plan to gank his sorry ass once we get rid of Abbadon.

That I did.

[she laughs slightly at the look on his face, although if she had something like that she'd be extremely proud too...] I can definitely see why. Do you have a name for her?

Also, explain this to me - why are all cars girls?

Keep your focus on Abbadon for the moment. Don't let your guard down Dean. [If anyone knows how dangerous she is, it's the one who trained her.] And what of the angels?

Alright. [Jason drops the subject and leans in to look at the damaged jaw.] He really got you good.

I think you'll find Crowley is often to blame. And when he's not, he's still a convenient scapegoat.

[Balthazar doesn't know Crowley well at all, but he knows enough to dislike him.] Just be careful you don't force them to evolve to be more clever.