"Do you think I should watch a musical?" Dean asked casually as the Winchester brothers sat in their motel room, nursing beers and watching tv. They were between cases and were just killing time until the next job presented itself.
Sam looked up from the flickering screen. "What?"
"A musical Sammy, y'know, a movie with singing and-"
"I know what a musical is Dean, but I'm sort of surprised you do. Why would I think you should watch one?"
Dean shrugged, stretching his legs out on his bed. "'Cause I'm with Cas now."
Sam raised his eyebrows. "And?" he prompted.
"Geez, Sammy. I thought you were the smart one." Sam rolled his eyes but didn't rise to the bait. "Cas is a dude. I'm a dude," Dean explained slowly.
"I realize this. I'm the one that pointed this out in that diner the other day. I still don't know what this has to do with musicals."
Now it was Dean's turn to rol