"I know a really good remedy for brain freezes." There might have been a slightly perverse trim to his words. And if she didn't catch it in the tone it was obviously there in his grin.
Dean moved into the kitchen, snagging one of the bigger cereal bowls, he proceeded to scoop her out a nice big mound. Taking out at least a quarter of the gallon in the process, before he put the rest in the freezer.
"I think it went well. Better than I expected." Though he wasn't exactly sure what he had expected to happen. He was just glad that Max hadn't come up at all. Except for in his head.