[Dean is just going to scrub his hands over his face and take a long swig from the bottle. Not. Enough. Whiskey. In. The. World]

Great so when you guys start pulling down your pants to have a holy dick measuring party, I'm not judging.

[And other human in a room full of angels would be groveling. Dean's still being a smart ass. Smart? Not this one

But now he's doing the shifty eyes and the dead pan expression]

That didn't come out right.