Dean still had a good grip on Sam as they crossed the parking lot, as if he thought Sam would run back to the crazy people if given a chance. "I can't believe... Of all the... Like you could take me in a fight..."

They reached the Impala and Dean finally let go of Sam's arm. Sam stood still for a moment, still struck slightly dumb by the proceedings, before he walked around to the passenger door. Movement from teh diner caught his eye. "Dean," he warned.

Dean turned and they both watched one of the other waitresses approach them. She had something in her hand, and Sam automatically knew what his was. He cleared his throat, avoided looking at Dean, and got into the car.

Sam couldn't hear what was said, but a minute later Dean got in the car with him, the pamphlet clutched in his hand. "You don't want to do anything stupid like talk about this, do you?"

"Oh, God, no!"

"Great. And, for the record, if we were, and you did, I would totally kick your ass."

"If we were, and I did-which I totally wouldn't, by the way-I would expect nothing less."

"Awesome. Let's go kill something."
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