"You will if I will?" Derek asks with an astonished laugh. "God, I've been transported back to high school."

He looks at Dean long to realize that yes, he's completely serious, and then he rolls his eyes and gestures Noah over. "Fine, I'll try it, but you have to promise not to let Cas smite me."

The weed, or elfroot or whatever it is, smells earthy and a little sweet, and Derek eyes it curiously. "I don't even know if it'll work on me."