“Well when it put it like that, I’m starting to think that I’d be fine without you, jackass.” Drake said jokingly, remembering a quote from a show that he’d watched as a kid. One of the few fond memories that he had of his dad had been his quality choice in television. “And ‘when you control the mail, you control... information’. “ Drake smiles, content with his surprisingly accurate Newman imitation. He gave Winchester a moment to get the reference, and then continued on. “But you’re right, this ain’t a courtesy call. Like I said, I’m getting the crew back together, and we’ve got a killer new ship that didn’t use to belong to some hookers. It’s actually pretty nice. Thought you’d maybe be interested in checking it out.”