"It's complicated." Dean said, getting back to his feet. His hand still brushing against the gravestone. "Hi, Mom." He said quietly.
"Wait, what?!" He exclaimed, as he finally heard what she said. "I did what?" He was pretty sure he'd remember hitting on Jo like that. It's not like he hadn't ever thought about it. He had. She was hot, so how could he not. But, he was also pretty sure that her Mom would kill him if he ever went there. And Ellen was pretty terrifying.
"Never mind. We can discuss it when we get inside." He shook his head, before starting leading her out of the graveyard. "Come on. I think I remember there being a bar somewhere near here."