At least it'd be something worth getting on the news for. He'd been on there more times than Sam had, and he still didn't do any of the things he was on it for. At least this way he'd have way too much fun and then get to see the panic people would have over the Winchester serial killers still being alive, after supposedly dying three times now.
Sipping his own drink as he looked over the pages, Dean flipped back a couple of them, then set the book back how Sam had it before. Looking down at his brother at the mention of Bobby, and the way Sam tilted his head back, Dean sighed a little. "Yeah, I think he might've had a bigger nerd-gasm than you had."
Smiling a bit, Dean pushed Sam's hair back from his forehead with one hand, kissing his temple. "Hang it up for the night, Sam. Your eyes are all red," he murmured.