Sure, we can check 'em out. [It really wasn't at all what Dean would consider fun, but he knew Sam liked that kind of thing. If nothing else, one of them was bound to have a coffee shop.]

[He propped his feet up on Sam's knee and wiggled his back against the arm of the couch. It really wasn't that bad. He probably could have slept on it just fine.] When d'ya wanna leave?