Dean should have seen it coming. If Sam wanted to let him off the hook, though, he'd take it this time. He was too tired to beat himself up any more tonight. He let go of Sam's hand pretty quickly, aware of how uncomfortable the cold skin could be for the living.

"I'm gonna grab a shower." He stood and reached into his pocket, tossing a fairly large wad of bills onto the table. "The locals were very appreciative of our efforts tonight. You should order a pizza or something, if you're hungry."