Anna jumped back as Dean flicked water her way. Water and sweat. "Ew, Dean, come on. That's gross. Not the way I want your sweat on me." There were much better ways. Not that him sweating on her at all wasn't gross at some point, but at least there was usually a good reason for it. Not that she wasn't sweaty herself, but that was totally beside the point.
"Uh huh. I'm sure this was all her doing. Think somebody has it out for my nice normal plans." Anna lifted a brow at Dean. She left the statement ambiguous enough to sound like she was agreeing with him, but she was pretty sure she knew the truth. "She's definitely your car. This is definitely the kind of adventure you'd get me stuck in."