Dean nodded, taking a step closer to Sam. God but it pissed him off, the way the thing that looked like his brother was just sitting there, caring enough about the chips to secure them on the table but not enough about the dead people to bother even noticing their bodies.
He looked at Sam expectantly, eager to hear his explanation. Jo had already said the obvious, that they did want to know, but just in case the creature he was dealing with didn't have his college boy brother's immense IQ, he replied as well.
"Of course we want to know. What's the big secret, are you Satan himself? Because I've been down to hell Sammy, and I've gotta say, I'm disappointed if you're the real deal."