[ The demon slips his index finger into his mouth and out, holding it out as if to sample which way the wind is blowing. ]

About twenty-seven, I'd say, give or take a few years. Doesn't mean you're from the same year I am. Or even the same world, for that matter.

[ Excuse him while he tries to thin his lips to hold back a smile. ]

You could. Have fun.

[ Bluffing? Who can say?

Surprisingly enough, Castiel would be the least likely to outright report him, considering the agreement they had. ]