[Pleased with himself after getting Sam to respond] He said 'shut up' to me! – Lucifer (7.15 Repro Man)
Quite frankly, Sasha was expecting Jason's ball of repressed angst, UST, and occasionally the WHY WERE YOU SO FUCKING STUPID thing. Jason didn't do any of those.
Instead, both he and Blondie the Blonde started laughing.
Sasha wanted to smack them. So fucking bad.
"Balthazar! Heard you were dead!" Jason said cheerfully.
"Jason Todd! Heard you were a woman!" Balthazar retorted. Sasha face-palmed. Balthaxar remained silent for another moment, before asking, "And you are again?"
"Sasha Todd." Sasha said flatly. "And your stick is in a bag. Cheap," she added viciously, just to see the slight wince on Blondie McBlonderson's face, "very cheap bag. I bought it at Fry's- not that you would know what the hell that means, seeing as you're a fucking snobby asshole who probably needs help wiping your ass." She sniffed. The French Blonde looked dumbstruck while Jason started howling with laughter. "D'you need me to show you home? I understand that men aren't good with directions, just ask Jason how he ended in Mexico when he was s'posed be driving to Canada…"
Jason looked mortified, "I thought we agreed to never to never talk about that!" Balthazar snickered.
"No," Sasha corrected, "You paid me two hundred dollars not to tell Roy when you called me to beg me to come down and hide your weaponry- you're lucky I was in Tucson and close to the border."
Jason turned a violent shade of red. He did not want to be reminded of The Mexican Disaster while Bleach Head started snickering louder,
"Balthazar," Jason said once Sasha had left after insulting both of them, instituting that they were brothers and in an incestuous relationship, and that Jason should fuck a dagger before leaving to go shopping in the horrible place called Victoria's Secret. "We need to talk."
(^^)
"Have you heard about Dick?" Jason asks to break the slightly awkward silence.
"Partially, which is part of why I'm here, and to break the Staff of Moses." Balthazar shrugged and reclined against the couch. "Anyways, Jason, you know you shouldn't be talking too-"
"Stalker," Jason chastises. He shifts, still standing, and collapses dramatically into Sasha's overstuffed, bright pink arm chair. Balthazar shrugs, supremely unbothered. "So, what, are you here to pledge your allegiance?"
"I left to stay of the war, but I wouldn't be amiss of the idea of providing you with lore, understand?"
"I understand." Jason replied.
(^^)
Two days later, Jason is back at Bobby's, wearing an enormous grin.
Bobby scowls and wishes that Jason didn't have the ability to show up exactly when he's not wanted- Dean and Sam are here again.