There's some bumping and fumbling--working with crutches is not easy, especially when you've had no experience with them--but after a few moments the door swings inward and Castiel rests himself comfortably in the door frame.

"I hope this isn't an indication that you've made up your mind not to move for the rest of the night," he says, in the light, conversational way that he knows Dean generally finds universally annoying.