>>“Yeah, right... He sings from the hair. Man's a freak of nature, wouldn't know a good lyric if it bit him in the ass.”
Jo snorts derisively, or she means to anyway, but a bit of a laugh sneaks its way in at the end because 'from the hair'? What does that even mean? Though classic REO hair was probably alive at some point...who could tell? And no need for anyone to know I know what that looks like because I had that poster in middle school, she decides firmly, shaking her hair in front of her face for a moment to hide her amusement as she responds- bantering disdain now firmly intact again- “Yeah, okay, let's hear you sing and we'll see if we wouldn't rather hear hair.”
>“Takes all sorts, I guess. Sam'll probably want one. That right, Sammy? Two normal awesome-burgers for me and Jo, and one gay hippie one for you?”
>>“’M’not a gay hippie,” he mumbles in response, “But that sounds good. I mean, the burger.”
Jo tries to take Sam's request with equanimity, she did offer after all, but she wrinkles her nose a bit unconsciously because, hey, she gets wanting a break from bar food but those things are weird. Food just should not pretend to be other food. It's suspicious behavior. Though 'gay hippie' might be kinda harsh, she thinks, looking over at Sam just in time to see him pillowing his head on his arms and falling back asleep. Whatever that ritual was obviously did a number on him and Jo feels a bit of concern creeping up through her determined don't-think-about-it-everything's-fine-now barrier because something happened with his head, he was seeing something and he moved that stuff with...Nope. Not thinking about it. Gay hippie. Whatever. And that actually produces a soft laugh as she turns back to Dean, shuffling a couple steps closer because she's keeping her voice down for Sam's benefit and muttering, “Wouldn't give him any ideas if I were you. Can you imagine that conversation with your dad? Especially the hippie part.” She may have mostly seen his good side but even ten year olds will pick up on mutterings of “goddamn hippies” whenever a particular burger alternative is ordered or there's a request for smoothies at the bar.