"Oh.... Okay!" In response, Dean nodded his head, placing the vial behind the two of them. The vial was something that would have made Bucky felt as though he slept for eight hours and woke up feeling like a million gold pieces. But, Dean wasn't one to push anything on to anyone.
It also wasn't that Dean could read minds or anything like that, he could just read people. Given his adventures, he didn't so much learn the trait, but earned it. Dean was dumber than a bag of bricks, after all.
"Does Buh-Key like spicy water?" Dean made the reference, nodding at the beer in Bucky's hand, the smile on his snout rising. He remembered people drinking it at the last party, as well as over drinks. "Dean enjoys spicy water, it doesn't taste good, but it makes Dean feel good sometimes." Slowly, his tail began to wag back and forth.