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[daddysknife]

[Jo starts the video by clearing her throat and glancing off to the side of the screen, as if checking some notes.]

So that was interesting, huh? I think a lot of us could use a bit of a break, so half-price drinks here at The Roadhouse for a week. Bring a friend.

[Now the camera is picked up and moved to show a very accurately and legibly

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[likemichael]

[Dean needed a few minutes. He hadn't drank much at all since the whole ordeal ended, and that whole week he hadn't felt the need to turn to alcohol, and even now, as he sits in a dark corner of the Roadhouse, his glass of whiskey just isn't satisfying. Maybe it never really has been, maybe it's meant to shut out the Hell in his head, but it's not working, not now he's seen what he could have been.

He's afraid for Sam's sanity, and he's worried about Castiel and Jo, and even about Gabriel, but he's not going to voice any of it. Instead, he'll sit and finish his drink before he heads back to Bobby's house. Maybe Sam will have gotten some rest and they can have dinner, but he doubts it.]

[daddysknife]

...Just the one today?

[Keep it business related, keep it neutral.]

[likemichael]

[He looks up at her, gives her a quick, forced smile and nods a little.]

I gotta head back soon. I just needed a break.

[daddysknife]

Ya can take a bottle back for Sam, if you want.

[She assumes Sam is at Bobby's too. It makes sense.]

Come get it if you decide to take it. [She'll return to behind the counter and leave him be. She knows that forced smile, and she doesn't feel like fighting him for a few words.]

[likemichael]

Yeah, thanks.

[He reaches out and snags her wrist before she can go anywhere, though, and then tugs his hand away quickly, realising what he's done.]

Hey, you know I hate this Serious Talk crap as much as you... but we should talk, Jo.

[daddysknife]

[Dean.

She takes one step back, just in case.]

...Yeah? Right now?

[likemichael]

Whenever you've got the time. You're working, so...

[A shrug, and he gives her a little bit more of a sincere smile.]

[daddysknife]

What, you'll come back after closing or before opening?

[She shrugs back. That seems like a bad idea to her.]

If I can disappear sometimes if there's a costumer we might as well get it over with.

[likemichael]

If you want me to, yeah, I will.

[He rests back in his seat.] Alright, then let's talk.

[daddysknife]

[She moves a chair until she has a good enough view of most of the bar, just in case.]

Alright. Where do you wanna start?

[likemichael]

[Dean sighs slightly, crossing his arms on the table.]

How about the fact I was a dick, and a demon, and you and Cas wanted the apocalypse?

[daddysknife]

[How about no, Dean.]

That first one's not that unusual. [She gives him a sarcastic look and sighs, dropping her gaze to the table.]

If we freed Lucifer, we could return to Heaven whole. We were trying to fix our family.

[And if Dean doesn't understand that, then she quits.]

[likemichael]

True enough. [He shrugs a bit.]

You know that's not how the apocalypse works, Jo. And even if you were trying to fix your... family, you were doing it at the expense of mine.

[He leans forward a little.] You know that wasn't your family, right? That your family is your mom?

[daddysknife]

It wasn't at the expense of yours. We were gonna take care of that. You would be left alone. ...Would have been.

[She sighs and rubs her face.]

Of course I know! Nothing was simple last week, you of all people should get that.

[likemichael]

That's bull and you know it, Jo. Cas even said that. I know you guys wanted the apocalypse, and that wasn't happening without me and Sam being meat suits.

[He nods a little bit.]

Sure I get it, but everyone did nasty crap, and we all treated each other in ways we don't normally treat each other, so I'm sorry for how I acted but that wasn't me, and you know that. You know me, Jo.

[daddysknife]

And then they would have gone. [It would have been fine, Dean.]

I know it wasn't you. [She's been through this before with a Winchester. Sam nearly cut her up once, remember?]

If I was pissed, do ya think I'd be letting you drink in here?