Faith making sure it was blatantly obvious what had happened didn't help matters all that much. Jo was still not happy about the questions that were bouncing around in her head as to when exactly this had all happened. She trusted Dean a lot, which was the only reason that she wasn't immediately jumping to conclusions.
But it was hard not to wonder, just a little bit.
Jo had almost forgotten that she'd sent a text message to Dean when she saw the Impala roll up. She grimaced, and tried not to swear under her breath.
"Speak of the devil," she glanced over at Faith.
As awkward as this was, she was at least going to offer the slayer a ride.
"You need a ride anywhere? Might be good to get cleaned up before you do any more walking around here."
Maybe, just maybe she was willing to watch Dean sweat a little bit. Just a little bit.