"Yeah, well, years of practice," he said, brushing it off. It was a lot of hard work, or it could be, but dwelling on it more just wasn't something he wanted to do right now.
Dean snorted and shook his head. "Yeah, well that's more than enough of it for now thanks. So I'm just going to drink your tea and stroke your dog until we stop," he said and grinned cheekily. "Shadow!" he called, impressed that the dog waited for Susan's okay before she came rushing back over.