[Dean could be convinced to go out with the proper motivation, but for right now, his thoughts were on breakfast and getting Sam on that couch. He couldn't think too much on that last one, though. Cooking and hard-ons did not mix.]

[He smiled back at Sam when he came into the kitchen and then pointed the spatula in his hand and his brother.] Dude! We need to discuss the atrocity that is happening in your kitchen right now. Do you know you have no coffee machine? What is this... the dark ages?