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"Hey, you're listening to Dean Winchester. If you're here to listen, great. Why? Don't you have anything better with your life? If you're about to leave, stay and listen. Maybe this will help you get a life. Or not. Your choice. So Castiel, yeah, I listened to your show last night. Apparently I never changed the station from when I listened to it last. So maybe you're listening to this, which you probably are, I mean, who can resist me? I'm awesome.

But anyways, sorry about the name mix up, Cas. I was what, one letter off? And the angel of Thursday, huh? Your mom super religious or something? How do you go around saying 'God' on the radio? That's got to be a barren source of amusement for somebody in your family. (1)

And robot head? Really? Dude, aliens, robot heads, so what? And if you're such a science geek, how do you even believe in God anyways? And before I run out of time and actually have to go back to the right topic- you read fanfiction?"

"You sure you want to be doing this, Dean?" Sam asked.

"Doing what, Sammy?" Dean asked, with a mouthful of cheeseburger. Sam winced, looking away from the disgusting sight his brother made.

"Picking a fight with this Cas guy," Sam said.

"Hey, the ratings have gone up," Dean shrugged. "People love a good fight." Sam sighed.

"Hello, viewers. I have a short message before we get to our usual program. Hello, Dean. I didn't sit down and listen to your show. My twin brother recorded it for me. I'm not going to reveal my religious preferences on the radio. And as for my name, maybe my parents just liked the name. My brother got stuck with the normal name. Jimmy. And if the 'God' thing is such a 'barren source of amusement,' does that make me Drummond? Since you're using Drummond's, I'll use Hornbeck's- ladies and gentlemen, he's the only man I know who can strut while sitting down.

There's a very big difference between a robot head and an alien. I'm not crazy. I never said anything about aliens. That'd just be stupid. I have read one fanfiction and it was pie… I never finished it. My brother is giving me a weird look. Hi, Jimmy! Want to come say hi to the people who are listening to me on the radio? No? What? Is that Claire? Why is Claire here? I wasn't supposed to babysit today. I was supposed to babysit Friday… oh… it is Friday, isn't it?"

"Thank you for coming to get her," Jimmy huffed. "You were supposed to get her before you left for work." Castiel took his two year old niece into his arms as an apology.

"Sorry," Castiel said. "Where are you going again?"

"To meet Gabriel's lawyer for him," Jimmy sighed.

"Huh. Gabriel land himself in jail again?" Castiel asked.

"Almost. We're hoping the guy will drop the charges," Jimmy said.

"Why are you going to meet Gabriel's lawyer for him?" Castiel asked.

"Because our cousin might just get killed by that girl he used to date," Jimmy said.

"Kali?" Castiel asked.

"That's the one," Jimmy said, kissing the top of Claire's head. "Bye, sweetheart. Be bad for Uncle Cas, okay? You want a kiss too?"

"I'm good," Castiel said dryly. "See if the lawyer can get Gabriel thrown in jail."

"I'll do my best," Jimmy said.

"What's he on trial for again? Starting a bar fight?" Castiel asked, taking the baby bag.

"Yep," Jimmy nodded.

Jimmy walked to the restaurant where he was supposed to meet Gabriel's lawyer, when he realized he had no idea what the guy looked like.

"You're Gabriel Novak?" a tall man asked. Jimmy did a double take at the man's size.

"Uh…who's asking?" Jimmy asked nervously.

"His lawyer," the man chuckled.

"Oh, okay. No, I'm not Gabe. I'm his cousin, Jimmy Novak. He sent me here on his behalf," Jimmy said.

"Ah, as long as he doesn't do that on the day of the trial. I'm Sam Winchester,"

Since I'm writing about being on the air, I thought I'd share this. Those of you who are familiar with Inherit the Wind will appreciate this... While recording a trial about religion and evolution for the radio…

(1) Henry Drummond: Radio! God, this is going to break down a lot of walls.
Radio Announcer: You're not supposed to say "God" on the radio!
Henry Drummond: Why the hell not?
Radio Announcer : You're not supposed to say "Hell", either.
Henry Drummond: This is going to be a barren source of amusement!

Inherit the Wind

(2) Inherit the Wind- E. K. Hornbeck- He's the only man I know who can strut while sitting down.