"I was going to do that. I'm not on your little payroll, though."

"Pfft."

"So you threaten me? Really?"

"On what?"

"Tss. I'm far from simply forgotten."

"You shouldn't have. After all, I am the reason why you face such horrid challenges in this world down here."

"And why would you need my help?"

"No need to get so mad about it, big boy. Maybe to you, I'm wrong. But to me..." She trailed off, almost shrugging off the mightiest archangel's growing energy.

"We're backtracking here. I already said that I was doing that, but I'm not on your side."

The ancient creator would suddenly be almost stuck to the ground, scowling as she flexed her arms and legs in an attempt to move. "Destroy me, and I return to Purgatory."

"No, see. I'm here to wreak my vengeance on the Winchester boys. But I'm not working with you."

"If it turns out to work for you, then that's good for you. If not, then don't cry about it."

"Woooow, burn a city..." She was sarcastic.

"Don't tell me what to do."

"I don't care."

"Boom, boom, boom, boom. I want you in my room. Let's spend the night together, and I'll make you mine forever." She switched around some words intentionally, hinting at ulterior motives.

She's in a bar in small-town Texas, creating more of the... Jefferson Starship creatures.

Gross.

|| let me come after kelly on all my accounts

Hm.