[ What does Dean even see in Cas, really? The guy's such a wet blanket. But really, Dean appreciates being knocked down a peg now and again, anyway. He hates suck-ups, and every time he's with a girl, they get stupid around him. The guys aren't much better, asking him for tips with girls or about football, or trying to out cool him, like... Seriously, it's stupid. Cas is such a breath of fresh air, always. Even if he is a huge killjoy about everything that isn't an indoor hobby. ]

Hey, if you do that, you can stay here. Who dies falling through a floor? You'll break a leg, at best.

[ Dean's an outdoor kid, always has been. He knows a few things about going places you shouldn't, and climbing things you shouldn't, and jumping off of things you shouldn't, and breaking bones. That's why he's got no problem exploring this place. He heads right up a winding staircase on the far side of the room, right over huge holes in them as they creak horribly, all with the added weight of the duffle thrown over his back. It's got a railing. He'll be fine. ]

Alright, we've got to find the room that feels the creepiest and hang out there until it gets dark.

[ Dean glances over his shoulder to make sure Cas is following. ]

You feeling cold at all?