"Huh." So that was that. If he was very blasé about the whole thing, it was because Gabriel was fairly attuned to the fine art of blackmail. What, you think people stopped being dicks without an ultimatum?

At this point, he had to admit he probably wasn't going to get more than that out of this guy. Even if he could, he wasn't interested in spending a whole night in this atheistic chapel. More people were going to stream in - already were, really - and with Castiel the way he was and, you know, generally being Gabriel, he wasn't ready to get lost in a crowd.

"Well, good luck with that whole Judas thing." He stepped backwards, moving back to the doors. Funny how Castiel used to be leading him everywhere. Meatshield purposes only. How things changed. "We've got errands to run, you know. Monsters to kill. SSDD."