Bobby Singer: Hi, glad to meet you. Bobby Singer, paranoid bastard.
Castiel: I thought you said we were like family. Shouldn’t trust run both ways?
Dean Winchester: Cas, I just can’t.
Sam Winchester: I just remember I was with two guys. One was like a male model type and the other one was an older guy named Bobby.
Sam Winchester: It was night, now it’s day!
(Sam really likes to state the obvious – see this!)