This was a shocker. Really, Sam knocking up a chick? Wow. Dean was almost sure he would be the one to do it rather than Sam. Well, here was Sammy saying he got a chick pregnant. Nice job, kiddo. Nice job.
Dean was thinking what to say because he knew Sam and this was a sensitive subject. The only thing he could do was take out the flask of whiskey from his pocket and offer it to Sam. At the moment, it was the only thing he could think of since Sam looked like a complete mess.
'I'm guessing you two aren't leaping for joy by the way you look,' he stated. 'Did you come to any kind of decision on the matter?'