[Dean was on the floor with Max, his head resting back on the seat of the couch, the puppy slumped over him like he was part of the furniture. Feeling the vibrations through the floorboards, Dean tilted his head to the side a bit.]
Whoever that is, you've got some real heavy boots on, if you're not stamping. [He gave a lazy grin. He was bored out of his mind, he welcomed any distraction.]