[Alan hums to himself listening to the chorus of children's voices. The answer this time comes from a young girl with a large silk ribbon bow in her hair. Delight at hearing Alan again give the dinging noise put a spring into her step.]

Now we'll try for brown.

[A glance back to Castiel and the girl draws a breathless laugh from him. He means well and Cas tries hard. Alan finds it endearing.]

I certainly do think so. I'm also rather certain I'm right. I'm a good judge of character after all. After all it was my job before - judging that is.