impatience and complacency, once dormant and secluded within the soft muscles of his countenance, soon erupted as large hands clasped and rubbed together with an amplified clap resounding throughout the vicinity.
❝I ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇsᴛᴀᴜʀᴀɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪs ғᴀᴍᴏᴜs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙᴀᴄᴏɴ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇʙᴜʀɢᴇʀs.❞

The clap jolts through his body like a strike of lightning. Sam twists anxiously in his seat, seeking out disapproving glares and furrowed brows.
❝ Dean. Library. ❞
—- Not that he’s unaccustomed to Dean’s lack of respect for social norms, but still. It’d be nice to go somewhere without wondering how many people his brother would offend on the way there.
❝I ᴡᴀs ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ’ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ. ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ʀᴇsᴇᴀʀᴄʜ ɪs ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴ’ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴ.❞
—-even though dᴇᴀɴ hasn’t done jack squat to help sᴀᴍ with his investigation.

Eyebrows disappear into shaggy brown hair and he rolls his eyes, letting indignant protestations die on his tongue.
❝ —- Right… Wanna grab a burger? ❞
Maybe they’d have better luck with a web search. Well, maybe Sam would have better luck with a web search.

❝ —- As much as I love libraries, I could really go for a beer right now. ❞
“I know this seems like crazyness for you, Sam. But believe me when I say I am here to help.”

❝ —- Help? Listen, I’m really not interested. I don’t know what you’re doing here, but you should really leave. Now. ❞
“Helpful Tip? The Jello shots are way better.”

❝ —- Yeah? Shoulda told me that ten minutes ago. ❞
❝A man has needs, Sammy.Get me some pie. Please?❞

❝ What, you can’t get it yourself? ❞
“This is not quite the same impression you gave me when we met.”

❝ ’When we met?‘ Look, man, I have no idea what you’re talking about. ❞
“Sam. The boy with the demon blood.”

❝…How do you know who I am?❞
“— Appeal? You kiddin’ me, right? Lemme tell you what it sure as hell doesn’t lose — that yay high proportion of stupidity.”

❝Can’t argue with you there.❞