I would never! [Dean pulled back, trying to sound offended, but mostly just sounding smug. He released Sam's hair and grinned.] Not that I'd admit to, anyway.

[He held onto his brother and stepped forward, backing Sam into the water spray. Snatched a bottle of bodywash off the rack and lathered his hands.]

Water's gonna get cold, dude. [That was a perfectly valid excuse for thoroughly soaping Sam down.]