Leviathan!Dean: (eating a cheeseburger) You know he has one of these every day, and in his heart, he thinks they’re almost as good as sex. This is disgusting.
Leviathan!Sam: (pushing away his salad). Dead plants with creamy goo. It’s like eating self righteousness. I mean you tell me which is worse.
Leviathan!Dean: I mean honestly, you know what, I can’t stand the guy. Talk about a hero complex. And he doesn’t have relationships, no he has applications for sainthood. Oh, and he thinks he’s funny. He thinks he’s a damned comedian.
Leviathan!Sam: Who has two thumbs and full blown bats in the belfry? I’m serious, it’s nothing but Satan vision on the inside. I mean, how he’s walking around in a jacket with attachable arms is beyond me. You know, I had a brother with this many issues once.
Leviathan!Dean: Yeah?
Leviathan!Sam: You know what I did? I ate him.
Leviathan!Dean: Of course you did.
Leviathan!Sam: How are these guys even a threat?
Leviathan!Dean: Boss says they gotta go, they gotta go.
Leviathan!Sam: Right. Idea. Wanna trade? I mean, I’ll take Chuckles over Schizo.
Leviathan!Dean: Nah, I like this one’s hair better. You can stay in the big one.
Leviathan!Sam: Alright, in that case let’s turn up the heat. The sooner I get out of this and into something more stable the better.
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