INBOX #305682

[foolintherain]

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"I can't answer my phone right now, but you know what to do."

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[demonicbeauty]

[Now that she thinks about it, he’s right. Sam does resemble a dog. In an endearing sort of way. Yes. A puppy.

But that’s beside the point.]

Yes, sir. I would say so. We’ve noticed some… unusual behavior.

[foolintherain]

[ Yes, he's a very large, very smart, very disobedient puppy who's outgrown the spaces he used to fit into but still shoves himself into them anyway. He's never pissed on the carpet like this before, though. That part is new.

Metaphorically, of course. If Sam's peeing on things he shouldn't these days, Cas is blissfully unaware of it, though he wouldn't put it past him. ]

So have I. He isn't doing much to hide it.

[ Is that alarming? Reassuring? Cas can't decide. Anyway, old habits about who might be listening in on radio channels— ]

You mentioned a meeting?

[demonicbeauty]

Uh, yes. Evelyn and I were hoping to discuss it with you.

[Of course, Ariadne is rather product-oriented and wants to fix...whatever it is. But it's hard to do that when you don't know what it is.

And for all she knows, it could just be bitterness or hopelessness.

But Sam never struck her as the type before.]

[foolintherain]

[ Cas's gut instinct is to involve Dean. These are Dean's people, Dean's brother. And now Dean's... whatever Cas is to him these days. Dean will be pissed as fuck to find out they're all going behind his back without involving him. But then, there has to be a reason why Ariadne (and Evelyn) are coming to him instead of the more competent, capable man himself. ...It's because Dean will throw a hissy fit even if he is involved, obviously. He's more than a little protective where Sam is concerned. So Cas is damned if he does, damned if he doesn't. So what's new. His voice is inhaled, caught on a sigh he doesn't let out. ]

Of course. Her place? Or do you have somewhere else in mind? Ladies' choice.

[ Just obviously not the cabin, since we're keeping things from W2. ]

[demonicbeauty]

Oh. Um, well, why don't you come to my shop? It's a little messy, but the apartment is very private.

[Not that she expects either of the Winchesters to stop by. Sam "struck out" there and Dean seems to be afraid of fruits and vegetables.

Anyway, she's instigating this whole mess. The least she can do is serve some tea.]

I'm beside the orchard in the Willful Machine. There's a red banner hanging from the cinnamon tree.

[foolintherain]

That sounds lovely. Are you sure you'd like to invite me there? I may never want to leave.

[ Especially once tea is involved. He's teasing though, of course, and just so she doesn't take him seriously and change the location, she can probably hear his grunt of exertion of a sore, all-too-human body as he stands. ]

I'll be right over. We can talk more until Evelyn arrives. I can even show you how to set a username while we're waiting.

[ No. No, Ari, do not. You don't want whatever username Mr. 42069 will give you. ]

[demonicbeauty]

[She's a bit puzzled by his question, but just chalks it up--as always--to Earth niceties she doesn't quite understand.]

Any friend of Dean's is a friend of mine.

I'll see you shortly.

((ooc: boop))