The angel looked at Sam for a moment, all raised brows, as if seeing him for the first time. "Yeah, yeah, you do that. You weirdos and your... sleeping."

He made another trip to the little fridge and collected the rest of the bottles. Just because one of them was being a spoil-sport didn't mean that the party had to end. Gabriel stretched out there and tried them all out, making notes about each label that he'd easily forget about by the time daylight started to creep in.