Dean stifled the urge to rub his head over his face. He really didn't want to be the welcome wagon. That really wasn't what he was here for but he couldn't leave this guy wandering around. Especially since he probably didn't even have ... moogle money let alone American money. And with what had just been going down, he didn't need some redheaded gorilla knocking down his door with his bad-mood nephew because he left one of their own to fend for themselves. Not that Dean typically left people to do so when trouble could be around.
So he had to convince this guy that he wasn't insane. Even though he was the one in a gown. "Yeah. I'm fine. Never been better." The slight sarcasm was there. "Look. I'm not crazy." Dean said, flipping out his cellphone and showing the guy the date. Hopefully he hadn't come from a dimension where the day was the same. "When you go inside that store? Calender's going to say the same thing and the newspaper is going to read, Lawrence, Kansas. I don't know what kind of mojo you can pull in your .. dimension. But I'm going to say showing up in America outta no where is a bit much for one male witch."