His eyes widened a little hearing his brothers words. Not because he had just referenced something that happened over a year, but because he had just mentioned zombies in the middle of a crowded freakin room and shock...people had taken notice. Dean looked around at the people who looked up and flashed a smile, "he meant crackhead, we got in a fight. You know crackheads, they're like zombies...for crack."
He glared at his brother for being an idiot. True, if they were stuck in here for awhile chances are what they did for a living would probably end up being brought up but these people had enough to deal with. "And what the hell are you talking about? The Angela Mason thing was like a year ago, you hit your head Sammy?"
Dean walked passed his brother to the bulletin board a few other people had been interested. He saw a sheet of locker assignments and recognized the names from his group. "So what are we thinking guys? Roll call?" If they were stuck together they might as well know what to call each other.
He turned around hearing Rose enter the room and couldn't help the small smile that crept onto his face seeing her and that guy see each other. That was sweet, if you're gonna be trapped it might as well be with people you like.