Well it was Dean who'd suggested a bite to eat and a movie, and Sam didn't think twice about the fact that his brother had been munching on chicken. When Dean was in the mood he could consume mass quantities, as the saying went.
He called in the large pepperoni and then turned back to Dean.
"I thought you wanted to watch a movie," he said with a shrug. "Since you asked, yeah, I think there's a job, not here though. Messena, New York. Six people died in their sleep."
It was supposed to be the most peaceful death, the one people wished for. Sam knew Dean would wonder why Sam was bothering to even mention it, but then he'd ask and Sam would answer. Truthfully, he did like being asked.