I don't know... [Dean shook his head, eyes rolled back in his head, and he let it fall onto the back of the seat. His left hand still rested lightly on top of Sam's hand, while the right gripped the armrest on the door with something like desperation.] It would probably be pretty pathetic, though. Beg, most likely.

[He rocked in his seat a little, matching the motion of Sam's hand. Yeah, there was no way anyone looking in wouldn't be able to tell what was being done to him. Being arrested for indecent exposure never sounded so appealing.]