Castiel stepped out of the last remnants that were keeping him in place. At least he wasn't personally made of metal, and his personality didn't have the charm of Jack Haley from the film, but he might fit the bill in a pinch.

"Sorry?" Is all he could manage to say when Rose wasn't pleased that he hadn't pointed out her interesting hairstyle. He wasn't sure what was going on here, but after the last bout of dreams, he wasn't surprised to think the house had done it to them again.

All he wondered now was if Sam and Dean were around here somewhere or in some kind of trouble.

"I'm Castiel."