Sam was actually getting used to living with the broodiness and self loathing. He figured it was part of his penance and he didn't need or want anyone trying to snap him out of it.
Though Jesse was making an offer that he literally couldn't refuse, should the God follow through on his threat. It was almost funny, if Sam thought about it too long. Drinks with God. A faint smile touched his lips.
"Well, if it's between the hard way and the easy way, I'll take the path that allows for free will. You really think we're going to find somewhere that serves whiskey this early in the morning?"