"Right. Start over. We could start over with that, or you could start over with the Johnny thing." Rob smirked at her. He was the good son, but both Winchester kids would call their parents out when they noticed something was off.
"It's really up to you. We could try the witty banter, the threats, the talking in riddles, and the only one who may get frustrated in this is you." So he was showing more of his hand than he meant to; he'd just never been the one to have more info than his mother or father. Well, life information anyway. There were times Rob had more information than either Jo or Sam wanted or needed, but he'd never hold that against them, much. He tried not to act like an asshat knowitall if he could avoid it.
"So, gimme the look, attack me, whatever you think you have to do, but getting the information out of me - it's not going to be easy and you're not going to like it." He shrugged.