Picking up the bags of noisemakers, party poppers and ridiculous party hats, Claire passed them out to everyone, laughing softly each time Ben moved around people to snag another popper as though she couldn't tell he'd already gotten the ones before. She'd set back a bag for him for later to make a big, solo mess outside, but he seemed determined to get as many as his hands could hold right now.
Putting a hat on Dean's head, elastic under the chin and all – even if he didn't leave it on, at least she'd gotten it on him – she laid the empty bags aside and stuck the last few hats in her back pocket, then grabbed her her camera and moved to the tripod the video camera was sitting on, ready to hit play when Sam was nearly downstairs.