"Art? Is that why you have all the ink? Um, assuming you don't mind me asking, of course. I don't want to pry. I would imagine having the occasional art piece that doesn't watch or talk back to you would be nice, but that's just me." Lisa shrugged a little and then it sank in that she was making him stand in the middle of the street with a box that she had no idea how much it weighed. Granted, there were charms that he might've used to change that as well, but she had no real idea of knowing an approximate at all.
"And oh, I didn't even think about it. Does that box weigh a lot? I should probably let you get wherever you were going with that instead of making you stand around here, holding it -" Granted, Dean looked like he could more than handle standing around and holding a little bit of weight, but that was just a simple statement with no deeper meaning. Lisa wasn't the sort to just randomly think about such things.