Meg was reading a magazine when Castiel woke up. She was shocked. It had been a couple of months with him just lying their catatonic, day after day. He didn't even sleep. If he had been human, he'd be dead by now.
Cas turned to look at her. "What do you think about bees?"
"What?" Meg asked. That made no sense.
"Bees. They are fascinating creatures. As a demon, I would think you would appreciate them."
"Why?"
"They have a very specific social order and hierarchy. Just like demons."
Meg was wondering if she had just wasted the last two months of her life. She needed an angel to help her against Crowley, but Castiel didn't seem like he'd be up to the task.