[ here we are in ambiguous timeline land, hanging out in a shitty ass motel, wasting time while they wait for sam to come back from who knows where with some intel, and dean is on angel-sitting duty.
he's decided to spend the time teaching cas how to play cards and is getting increasingly frustrated by the fact that every time he teaches him a new game, cas starts beating him at it.
as the angel lays down another winning hand of blackjack, dean's face reaches a new height of incredulity ]
I said no angel senses, didn't I? Are those a thing?
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he's decided to spend the time teaching cas how to play cards and is getting increasingly frustrated by the fact that every time he teaches him a new game, cas starts beating him at it.
as the angel lays down another winning hand of blackjack, dean's face reaches a new height of incredulity ]
I said no angel senses, didn't I? Are those a thing?