"No, she does not think I have manboobs, you ass." Dean scoffed in response, though he quickly dropped his gaze to check out his chest, his hands coming up to cop a quick feel, just to be sure. His head cocked to the side and he looked at Sam with surprise, definitely glad he had asked his brother for some assistance. "Dude, you're so fucking right. I'm acting all the time, I can do this, I totally got this."
He exclaimed with more determination as he handed Sam the script, puffing out his chest a little. "You're the best, Sammy, I don't know what I'd do without you." Dean rolled his shoulders and his neck, loosening himself up a bit to get out any tension he was holding in his body. "Oh, yeah, you didn't know there was a movie?"