"Dude, what the hell? I didn't--" mean it like that. Couldn't help but be a little surprised at the outburst because seriously, when had he said he didn't want him there?

But if Dean wanted to be a dick, fine. He hesitated on getting up though and grabbing the keys. Didn't want to leave Dean without a ride, not really. Maybe he shouldn't care really though, all things considered.

Taking a moment to finish off his beer and slap some money down to cover he bill, he got to his feet and pocketed the keys, heading up towards he bar to where Dean had gone. "I don't know what the hell has got into you, Dean, but next time you decide to get pissed... how about you try not to put words into my mouth. You're the one who looked like you didn't want to hang around, dude."

And on second thought? He could have those keys after all. "Keep them, I'm going for a walk anyway."

He needed to clear his head... needed to be away from Dean right now for real. Bad enough Dean could probably feel how he felt right now.