There was a little bit of humor, finally! "And the chicks that run away from the bad guys not wearing much of anything. Well I'm happy we don't go and poke the bad guys with sticks before they've been properly dispatched, why couldn't something like that happen?" And there might have been a hint of actual disappointment in Dean's voice. He had a year to live and he couldn't enjoy it to its fullest?
He frowned, gaze darting back towards the ballroom doors. "You mean no one has tried seeing if the door is unlocked yet?" he asked incredulously before turning sharply and storming towards the door. "You'd think that would be the simplest part. How long have you been here anyway?"