Dean was about to say something else about Bela but then he saw the look in Sam’s eyes and closed his mouth again. Shrugging instead, he rubbed at his arm and leaned his elbows on the table. “Look…I’m sorry okay? I was just kidding round with you. If you ever had a thing about Bela…well…she might’ve been a bitch but she was a good-looking bitch. Anyway…” he shook his head, “doesn’t matter. I was just being dumb again.”
He rose from the table and moved over to his bed, throwing himself on it and settling down for the film. “C’mon Sammy, let’s just try to have one night. You know, like old times. I get all excited about the zombies and you tell me how childish I am. It’ll be fun…”