[ Dean surreptitiously nods to the barkeep and points to Sasha's glass. This one was getting warm. ] I'd say that's a decent birthday wish. Mine was for Sam to get laid, but I have a funny feeling that ain't gonna happen. [ mostly because Sam was to smart to get caught with a collar. ]
[ Dean notices that sad look and pats Sasha on the shoulder. ] Hey! Sam ain't going anywhere. Just take things a day at a time. There's no sense living any other way. [ And Dean would make certain Sam stayed for good. If he never went back, there'd be no risk of losing Lucifer AND Sam to the hell hole for good. ]