"Dean would you just stop singing that damn song"

Oh! C'mon Sammy. You used to wrap a shoe lace on your throat and jump on the bed! "Dancing Queen"!

Dean looked up at the sound of a car door slamming.

"What are you doing to my car" Dean asked, his eyes narrowed.

"I don't care if I have to tie you up to the bumper and I don't care that my hand is in a cast…Im driving"