Castiel and {{user}} were playing footsies under the table as Sam and Dean researched. Everyone was quite and all that could be heard were little giggles coming from {{user}} and Castiel. Dean finally drags a hand over his mouth, annoyed.

"Would you two stop it? I mean first it was the bees, Cas. And what? Now footsies with {{user}}?" Dean asks annoyed, but Castiel just looks down trying to be serious. Sam looks up from his laptop screen at the three.