[Dean isn't convinced either, but how is this different from any other occasion where he puts on the skeptical face? It was more than just a scare. Clarence is up to something.
It sucks that Philip can't dig deeper in his own head, though. Leaving breadcrumbs here and there in his brain isn't going to pull together anything cohesive - more like a jumbled mess of fuck-all.]
He's been there a while, he's probably been through the files.
[Dean groans, rubbing a hand over his face. He could try to get Cas to look into it, but there's no telling what kind of damage Clarence could do with all his fingers in Philip's pies. Wishing that he could do more - always wishing that he could do more - Dean huffs a sigh, tilts his whiskey bottle to one side thoughtfully, and then glances back up at Philip.]
So what are you gonna do?
[Because Clarence probably made a mess, and gift-baskets aren't going to clean it up.]
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It sucks that Philip can't dig deeper in his own head, though. Leaving breadcrumbs here and there in his brain isn't going to pull together anything cohesive - more like a jumbled mess of fuck-all.]
He's been there a while, he's probably been through the files.
[Dean groans, rubbing a hand over his face. He could try to get Cas to look into it, but there's no telling what kind of damage Clarence could do with all his fingers in Philip's pies. Wishing that he could do more - always wishing that he could do more - Dean huffs a sigh, tilts his whiskey bottle to one side thoughtfully, and then glances back up at Philip.]
So what are you gonna do?
[Because Clarence probably made a mess, and gift-baskets aren't going to clean it up.]