[ Graceful. Dean rolls his eyes in response and focuses on the road again. Music ends up turned on to drown out the silence and Dean taps his fingers to the steering wheel one after another, humming to some of the louder songs. It does a lot to get him eased up, less tense and by the time they're downtown, Dean's just grimacing at the club instead of frowning and he's explained what they know.

It's something - goes after couples, late twenties to mid-thirties or so, no specific focus on male or female, but they're always couples that are same-sex. Dean resists the urge to crack a joke that Cas won't get and instead just focuses on pulling into the parking garage, realizing he has no idea how they're supposed to do this. He doesn't...do this. Doesn't do the whole bring a friend down, take them to a club and it's a date. It just doesn't happen - he's had so much else to focus on lately that it's absolutely insane. Hell, he's not even sure he recalls how to date.

Dean swings his legs out of the car, raking a hand through his hair and turns back to look at Cas. ]

You good?