"What the hell is this?" Dean peered into his mug. "It sure as hell ain't beer. Sam! Sammy! What did you do to my beer?"
"It's not beer, Dean. It's apple juice."
"You think you're a real comedian, bitch?"
"Watching your face when you took the first sip was pretty comic." Sam smiled. "Drink up, it's good for you. Better than that damn beer all the time. Beer just feeds your temper, which feeds the Mark. You said you wanted to get healthy."
"Beer is healthy. It has vitamins and minerals and stuff. Makes me strong"
"You're an idiot, Dean."