"How did I just stroll in? Well you know it's all very well changing the locks on an ex, Dean--not much use if they have the master key, though. You can thank your brother for that."

He folded his arms across his chest. "In fact, you can blame Sam for a lot of things, but let's start with the fact that Castiel here would have never have been in my Cage at all if he hadn't gone against your instructions."

"You know, I even thought he'd go through with it for a second there. Deal with the Devil..."

As he spoke, he descended the stairs still, hands in his pockets, before on the last step he pulled them free and gestured to himself.

"How do you like the new look?"