"No, it really won't."

He takes a deep breath, exhaling long and slow to try to drain some of the tension from his shoulders.

Tells're gonna get him in trouble here.

And once he loses 'em --

Well, it's gonna stop lookin' like an interrogation real damn fast.

"All right."

It's almost a relief to know that he really doesn't have a choice. Lip service is a bitch.

But then, so's Dean.

"Lemme get a look at your idea of toys."

After all, he learned from the best.