Dean was hungry, and when he was hungry he wasn't generally in a good mood. He had been busy investigating something to hunt on Sam's computer, and cursing the thing for hours, so that now he was frustrated and hungry, which was an even worse combination. Grabbing the keys to the Impala, he headed for the door and opened it to find some guy pawing the girl that he was looking out for like a little sister.
It was not a good combination.
He cleared his throat loudly. "Kira, are you going to make out in the doorway all day or are you going to let me through?"