Megstial: "I learned that from the pizza man."

Meg's pov

Meg cursed under her breath. Nobody ever trusted the demon huh? Wich suckd because Castiel was quite the kisser. And he was cute, but then again he was an angel. She smiled slightly and sat back in her chair, putting her feet up on the chair across from her. She could hear the mumble of voices coming from the kithen, part of her wanted to check it out but....she shrugged and crossed her arms. Castiel re-entered the room, quite awkwardly. He looked at her but slowly turne dhis head to the door. She smiled. He was funniest when nervous she had always thought. Then again, he wouldn't know about any of her thoughts. He looked back at her.

"Meg, right?" He asked. She smirked, his voice though....

"And you would be Castiel." She replied. Castiel nodded and she moved her feet. "That's better, we're getting to know each other." She said. Castiel sat down, slightly pushing the chair back. He folded his hands in his lap and exhaled a long breath. Almost like a sigh but, not quite there yet. His blue eyes lingered on her for a moment before looking down at his hands. Something was off with him. He seemed, distracted and.....flustered? She was tempted to laugh. 'Oh Castiel you can go and play the whole 'angels don't feel' crap, but you can't fool me.' Meg thought. She smiled daringly and watchd his gaze trail ve rher lips before noticing she was looking at him.

"Uh- I um...." He chut up then and she laughed quietly. Dean came into the room, Sam behind him with a beer.

"So? Any thing?" Castiel asked. Dean looked to Meg before looking bac at Cas.

"No." Deane replied. "It's quiet out there so far."