[ He does tilt his head in concession and acknowledgement - yeah, he remembers Cas holding down a job. Stopped by to pick up a Slurpee and beef jerky a time or two while he was on the clock just for the hell of it. This time he'll have an actual apartment to come home to, though, and someone to split the grocery costs with.

(And Dean can finally make up for the long-standing guilt of leaving him homeless while dealing with his own Sam-related Gadreel crap.)

They're not totally boned here in terms of connections. That whole Morningstar safe house is always an option if they're out of grocery (booze) money, the Displaced typically hook each other up with work, and Cas has a real identity with real work history tied to it.

Plus, Dean's working two jobs now - not because he really needed it, but because filling his time and keeping his hands busy is the only thing keeping him from getting cabin fever.

He blows out a breath, plopping his burrito down with a little note of resignation. Yeah, probably good for them to talk business - damn is it nice to have someone else to run this by. ]

I don't know. Beats the hell outta me, man.

[ Straight up, bluntly. ]

Amara? Maybe? Sick of her brother's crap, has the hots for me still — because let's face it, I'm a treasure — so she's bouncing us out of his reach?

[ Haha what a stupid optimistic unrealistic probably not the real answer suggestion. ]