From behind I saw him, my eyes fixed on the back of a familiar trench coat. He must have just finished filming because he was still in the brown trench coat that Castiel always wore. I stepped forward and lightly tapped his shoulder from behind. He turned around and I met his gaze.

“Oh. My. Gosh,” I whispered. “You’re actually Misha Collins!”

“Mhm,” the man replied, smirking slightly. “Let me guess. Castiel fan?”

“How’d you guess?!” I squealed and looked down at my shirt at the same time as he did to see my Supernatural shirt