"I met him when I was waiting to be let in," Dean said. "He didn't seem too bad." Personally, he'd much rather go through whatever it was that Crowley wanted in exchange for alcohol than try anything homebrewed. Maybe he'd go look for Crowley at some point.

...On that note, there was someone else he needed to look for soon. "Hey, Starbuck, do you have any idea where the Cheshire Cat lives?" he asked. "Assuming he doesn't just sit at the entrance all day looking creepy."