Sam clapped his brother on the back too. He was grinning like an idiot, he was sure of it until Dean started cooing at his car.
"You two want to be alone? I could go into that shop for a minute if you want...." Sam rolled his eyes heavenward and tossed his brother the keys. "Here, the Falcon's all yours again."
Sam wouldn't admit it, but he'd miss driving the old girl whenever he wanted to. He'd maintained her almost obsessivley, as if it would somehow bring him closer to Dean.