Castiel Novak smiled a little as he looked around the former inn turned bookstore/bar, admiring it for a moment. It was opening night for Crossroads, it had taken a long time to get to this point. Not only remodeling the whole former inn, but to get the money and books, and place built to not only look like it had before. It had once been a house before anything, and he’d simply remodeled it back to its former glory, but to make it into a relaxing place for everyone. It had taken a long time just to get it perfect. But here it was. Exactly what he wanted, with work just a stumble away from his apartment on the second floor.<br/><br/>It was quiet after a long night of people coming in to investigate the new store in Lebanon, Kansas, which while not exactly small, wasn’t a place new things came to often. So it had been a fairly busy night, though at nearly 10 at night, things were starting to wind down with only a few people left enjoying one of the tables and food. Though he didn’t think they could really be considered customers anymore since it was just Sam Winchester and his brother, and Crowley. And the girls. Wincing a little at the giggling going on across the room, he eyed the girls and wondered just what world domination plan his girlfriend was plotting with Ruby and Lisa, because with his luck, it’’d involve him dancing on a table or something else ridiculous.<br/><br/>Pouring himself a glass of whiskey he tilted the bottle at Crowley who was sitting near him at the bar, “Want some?I’ll give you some in payment for going to go break up the girl party going on over there.”<br/><br/>the outside of the place (http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k3/drdamwi/minerva%20malvern%20newburgh%20hts/069.jpg)<br/><br/><br/>