[Steve huffed. The greasy-haired bastard was grating him. He would have to be here ten years? Bullshit.]

My "earth" name is Steve, but I'm Castiel.

[He stopped, realising that nobody would believe him. Of course.. not even the doctors did. They insisted he was "sick," that he needed to be "medicated..."]

And fine. I already asked you one. Answer it.