Well, this was about as fun as a kick in the jewels. Dean's mouth set in that line it'd been in earlier. This wasn't enough information, there were things Ellen wasn't telling him. And he really didn't like that.
Especially since she said she knew him, and Sam.
"Sweetheart, I have no idea what a vacation even is."
Not entirely true, but she'd get the point.
He didn't like the position he was being put in, here. At all. He didn't like that he had to be the flexible one. Absolutely not.
She'd said the magic word, though. She'd said 'Sam.' He didn't have much of a choice, now.
"Fine. But first, you're gonna tell me this," Dean said. A hunter would recognize the tone. They all had it, to a degree. My way or the highway. It was how they stayed alive. "Who's attention were you trying to get right now? Animal, mineral, vegetable... demon?" He crossed his arms. "Angel?"