Dean rolled his eyes at Sam's attempt to undermine his brother's strength. “And yet who do you come to to fix your car? That's right Sammy boy, me. And when your girlfriend overheats her car's engine, who replaced it? Oh yeah that was again me. Cause my smart little brother just doesn't understand internal combustion and fine mechanical engineering like his big brother.” Dean says getting to his feet, her bowed legs more accentuated in the slightly tight straight legged jeans he was wearing. Clean one's at that, only because he had been nagged into it. “We can beat each other up another time. I think the girls are getting sloppy drunk and Cas will give in if we let him stay cornered like that. You and your socially awkward friends.” Dean said making the distinction that once again Cas was Sam's friend and not his own. Crowley however, well that bastard was a different story, they were friends... sort of. Mostly. Usually. Even though Bobby hated him and both boys trusted and loved Bobby like he was their dad, Dean had a soft spot for Crowley.<br/><br/>“I know right? But no, totally Vanilla. Capital V ladies. Even though his books have wild scenarios, it's a sore topic actually.” Meg said whispering conspiratorially. She stumbled her way to the bar too, loosening her shoes and walking out of them in the process of making it to the bar. “Put it in yer day planner Hotstuff! Cause this is happening!” She said loudly and excitedly throwing her hands in the air