Poor old office Dean, perhaps he wishes he were Dean Smith, but no in this story, he works in a cubicle, he suits are grey and wrinkles, as is his hair. He's just tired of life, looking for a way out. I believe that he found a way out when Castiel comes into the picture. A bubbly cafe worker with his eye on the prize. The prize being Dean Winchester of course. But, perhaps their relationship will go south, with and unexpected visit from John Winchester. Join us as the curtain... Drops.