“Ah, in that case, I’ll just charge you double since you, my friend, are drinking my last bottle of Craig, and I have to order some. Because I didn’t expect you to drink it all.”Though really, him and meg had put a dent in the expensive bottle the night before in a effort to relax. Reaching up he adjusted the shirt sleeve that covered his newest tattoo, the fabric dragging over the sensitive skin of his inner bicep, the words ‘every saint has a past ,and every sinner has a future’ still a little red and healing. One of nearly 10 tattoos, this was the celebration one he’d gotten for opening the hop. “Well, I hadn’t either, but if we’re doing it for alcohol, we should do it for books.”he said pausing as he watched the Winchesters for a moment, “I’ll be right back.”He said heading for the brothers, looking amused, and sort of wanting to know why sam was beating up on dean now, and wanting to see if they needed anything.<br/><br/>“I do. There’s only so much court talk I can listen to before I want to jump the moose. So I read. And then jump the moose when he’s on lunch.”Ruby said snickering. “totally. That would be awesome. And we’ll totally paint the whole store ready. Cas totally needs to have a bookclub here.”Ruby grinned looking amused at the idea, giggly and drunk herself as she looked over at cas and Crowley, and the brothers.  Before pausing as she watched cas heading for the boys. “Well, we’ll have to get cas’ opinions on books. He’s working on one. He should know well written porn.”<br/>