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[The video feed clicks on to a young woman sitting on a barstool. Her long fuchsia hair is pulled back into a messy bun and one of her legs is crossed neatly over the other. She's wearing a simple, black outfit. The top is sleeveless, showing off a tattoo of a swan on her bicep. It's still relatively new. Her hand is idly tapping a pen against a clipboard that she's holding against her knee.]

Listen up, Port. My name is Jinx. I own Purgatory. If you don't know who I am or what that is, you're obviously new.

[She clears her throat and recrosses her legs.] Purgatory is a cabaret nightclub located in Sector Five. We recently threw a party for St Patrick's Day and I didn't even get to enjoy it. Why? Because half of my staff didn't show and they're probably all deported or dead. So, think of this as a job opportunity. We're officially hiring.

[The sorceress takes a moment to jot something down on her clipboard before she continues.]

We need hostesses, servers, chefs, and talent. Singers, dancers, musicians, people who can stand up in front of a microphone and make drunk people laugh. I don't wanna say we're desperate, but I'm a crap waitress and there's only so many times Gabriel can pull rabbits out of things before people get bored.

So, if you're interested, say the word. Talk to me now, call me later, or contact this buffoon. [She leans in, putting a hand up to her mouth as though she's whispering a secret.] He's an archangel. Make fun of him for it.

[Jinx grins, showing off a very sharp row of teeth, then shuts off the feed.]

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Complimenting me after I insult you. How does that walnut you call a brain work?

I'll have to check with my lesser half on that one.

You are so getting lessons in pop culture while you're here.

PS: That joke was hilarious.

And what have you been doing? Because I'm so out of the loop that I don't even know where the loop is.

[Oh, she is so glad that you are so innocent and oblivious, Joe.]

I'm counting on you, Joey. I don't wanna need to show these kids what a real supervillain can do.

Yes, I mean the desserts!

Got myself declared Michael's medical and legal proxy. And changed all the security around on the house. Told people if they were leaving the house, I needed them to go so I could shut down the house.

[A snort.]

Other than that? Going to work, keeping my head down, trying to figure out a way to get Michael away from two archangels without losing my head, or him losing his.

I do not have secret lesbian fantasies!

[Ah, to be insecure.]

I'll tell him if he doesn't give me my "Dean time" he's on the couch.

[Keeping your distance is very difficult on a tiny island. Gabriel's the only reason why Jinx and Lucifer haven't gone after each other like it's the end of days.]

[Dean snorts at that, can't really help it but he thinks she's pretty classy and he likes her even though he doesn't say so.]

What time do y'want me?

See you then. I hope you're mentally prepared for being taught technology by someone from the Reagan Administration.

They will be long lessons. I only just managed to master the remote control. [ He's kidding but not really. The television is an interesting device, so many reactments of plays in real time! ]

[CONTINUED FLUSTERNESS.]

I now know why you need an old loser to balance you out.

[Mary nods, almost understandingly. Sometimes her own stretch marks feel more like burns, echoes of the fire that brought her here. It's different, of course, but she knows a little of how it feels to have nothing left of something you loved and wanted- a life, whether your own or a life that never had the chance to live.]

Oh, honey... how's it healing?

I'm not sure who loses more...

It's Halloween. I didn't really celebrate it last year seeing how I was still getting my organs rearranged in the hospital.

[He holds his hands up and looks apologetic.] It is a big deal- I'm not saying it's not, but it's not relevant to this situation. If Crowley were the type to actually bullshit about something that makes him look like a wuss, then maybe I'd see where they were coming from, but it's... [Damn. He doesn't even know how to explain it.] Look, if it had been you, would you have tried to make a good case for yourself instead of running and hiding? That's the part I don't get. Saying someone's not guilty until the evidence is out there is one thing, but saying someone's not guilty when he won't defend himself is something else. They did only have Crowley's word and nothing else. He could've made a good case for himself, but he didn't. And Jubes is passing it off like he needs to be coddled and treated with kid gloves, because of what they are. It's one thing where you're from, where it would be a big deal, but they've been here long enough to know how the system works. And people forget here. Aside from Crowley getting revenge, but that's gonna happen anyway, whether he's proven guilty or not.

Not that it matters, since he's butt-buddies with Lucifer and Michael right now. They'll protect him.

[That earns her a bashful but cheeky grin because Dean didn't know he and his mom had a similar sense of humor.

He gives a short laugh under his breath.]

Whatever works, right?

[Whoa. Whoa. Classy and you like her. This may be the first one of you she'll actually get along with.]

Depends. You interested in dropping by for a visit or staying through the Darkness?

Stick with me, and I'll teach you how to work a microwave. The future rocks.

[Sure, she's a bitch but he's dealt with a lot worse and this one isn't turning on him. He appreciates a chick that can call him on his shit. It's why he'd been so hard pressed to chase after Cassie.

Not that this was anything romantic but the point was he didn't hate her and she'd said any enemies he made were his to make.

He just figures being more open minded in this crazy town might help.]

That depends on how long it's gonna take to rehash everything.

[Dean shrugs.] But if I have my way, well, I've got places t'be when the darkness rolls around.

I certainty hope so. The oven is an intimidating device. [ Not that he does his own cooking, as House generously provides food and drink. ]

Really.

[Meaning...? :3]

You grossly underestimate my patience.

I know. I've sat in it.

[Unfortunately. Ugh. He hates that car.]

But there are still the implications of their power spiking and blowing the car up.

Castiel told me.

[Spoiler: That is a lie.]

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