[Filtered to the Glee kids // Private // Unhackable]
So I met a bunch of you yesterday, and some of you don't know who I am, and you've got every right to tell me to piss off, but I'm gonna tell you something that no one else is gonna tell you -- sit down, shut up, and go back home before you guys get yourselves killed, 'cause I'm not having any more of Hanna's friends die because they're stupid. Alright? Head back to wherever you live or go to the clinic and wait with your friend until the storm is over.
[Filtered to Sam, Dean, and Castiel // Private // Unhackable]
We're getting drunk. Right now. C'mon, let's go. I don't care if it's all together or if I've got to drag your embarrassed selves out of your holes one by one, we're doing this thing, so pack up and move out.