Sam strode though the flaps of the tent like he owned the place. This whole 'Lord Winchester' thing was awesome. He saw his brother looking like Roxy chasing her own tail trying to get out of his armor.
"Hey, doof. Nice joust." He smirked. "C'mon we gotta get you outta that, me outta this, take out Abbot and Costello out there and then ride like hell when the girls get here."