( Carefully, Dean slices down the middle of the two sandwiches so that yolk runs just right, bringing both plates over to the table. He sets Quentin's in front of him and then retrieves his spiked coffee.

Like Criss Angel? David Copperfield? )

There was this Immortal guy, who was offing other magicians. We had to kill him.

( Really specific ask, though, Q. )

Whether or not Chuck followed, according to Cas, he's powerless now. He wasn't, last I checked. Which means Cas is either from my future or another one. But, he remembers the last thing that we both do. And he's -- unique to all other Cas'es.

( Long story. Also, if you don't think he's not going to take a bite into half of his sandwich, you don't know Dean Winchester. Egg runs down his lip and chin as he sets the sandwich down and chews. He looks around them, and then gets back up to tear off sheets of paper towel. )

Your body, it was by this house? Or a house?