After Cas saw, that a lot of work will need to be done, to lighten up the mood and relax the folks a bit, he decided to ignore the buzz killers like they ignored him and focused his attention to Raven.
Be it, she was a ruthless killing machine, when she put her mask off, she was a stunning beauty. He shook his head a bit to regain his composure, as he straggled his way to her table.
She was staring to a distance but that didn't really matter to him. Nor did it matter to him when she gave him "the killer look". He switched the cigar from one side of the mouth to the other and uttered the catch phrase, that was generally well accepted by the ladies, but he knew, that with Raven, it might just make her annoyed as heck.
"So raven. Why's a sweet thing like you alone at the table? Company is good for yer soul girl. I should know. My mind can get lost in these empty spaces filled with war. Lost in the anger and the hatred. My desire to kill my enemy, before my enemy kills me."
