Dean had a feeling Fred had found everything they could possibly know, but there was always a possibility. And he didn't like the way "what the kid has been doing" sounded.
"Fine. Be there in twenty. I'll check the files, and if it's worth anything, might let you join in, Hop-a-long." Yeah, it might have been mean, but he couldn't let her think she was in the right place or mind to go into this. She just got her ass beat by some giggling cartoon, and now she might be heading in to deal with another giggling cartoon? Yeah, no.
"Be there in twenty." He didn't say anything more, didn't even give her time to say good bye or argue.