Lisa giggled as Dean expertly manipulated her into position before gasping as he threatened her and she pouted at him. “I do not spoil anyone.” Sam said with a sniff. “she deserves milkshakes and pastries and so that’s what she’s going to get.” he huffed before smiling at Ruby. “it’s alright Cas.” Sam promised. “we’ll lock up when we leave.” he promised. “Crowley’s here still, waiting on us. He has a key.” Sam pointed out, giving the man a suspicious look but Crowley just grinned and tipped his wine glass at them, his silent promise to Cas to lock up. Lisa just moaned breathlessly against the side of Dean’s neck, contemplating pushing his buttons to get just that… but deciding she’d rather be rewarded tonight instead.