Dean... shut up, dude. And you asked for that. [He shrugged, giving a watered down glare.] I bet you're going to ask for it again too.

[He gives Dean a slight push in retaliation for that pinch, lips quirking up a little.] Alone every night? So no waitresses or chicks you find in bars, man? [He'd be lying if he said he hadn't been.... wondering about that.]