[Rainbowfox Ari]

Evan snorted, and uncrossed his arms, shifting his weight to his left foot. "Yeah, right. Killed? You could have erased his eyes with one of those holy blast things." he said, making a rude gesture. "Fuck off with that whole 'almost got me killed' shit. Nobody's buying it. Well... they might." He jerked his thumb back to the restaurant, where Dean and Sam were paying for the meal, and bagging up what else Evan had ordered. The server even put an extra scoop of morsels on the pie as she packed it. Nice lady.

Grinning, the demon leaned closer to the angel, and his expression turned gleefully mischievous. "Yeah. Later. Like, as in a date. Date-date. None of this coffee-and-a-smooch shit, either. I can't check out your ass if it ain't shakin'." His eyebrows wiggled suggestively. Internally, he heard the other Evan starting up a dialogue. With another roll of his eyes - he seemed to be doing that quite a lot today, he let the boy take over without even telling him. Just to fuck with him.

Suddenly, his eyes shot to dark gray-blue, very human, and his voice had a wholly different tone to it. ... He was also mid-sentence that he had been yapping at the demon.

"-and I don't see how going out on a date with an Angel is being safe, secure, or keeping out of trouble? Like Sam and Dean TOLD us to do after... oh..." The new Evan licked his lips nervously.

This new one carried himself far differently. Demure in both posture and voice, he exuded two main emotions just at present. Annoyance... and terror. "H-hi... Um.... don't.... eat me, okay?"