Dean shifts a little awkwardly, looking anywhere but at Gabriel.

"Well, uh, they did grab me while I was awake. And then they let me go after a couple of hours. No clue why, though," he admits, twirling the bottle in his hands. "Sam, on the other hand, was busy gettin' busy with some patchouli doused UFO chasing chick. Dude's got no taste without a soul."