Sean," Sam bitched. "Were these costumes really necessary? We could've come dressed as FBI agents."
Dean threw him an incredulous glare. "It's a fancy-dress party, Sam. The FBI would've dampened the atmosphere and put people on the defensive."
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"Maybe," Sam conceded. "But did you have to hire Superman and Batman costumes?"
"Dude. When'll you ever have another chance to dress up as your childhood hero?" Dean said, eyes glinting mischievously behind his mask.
Sam huffed but couldn't hide a smile.
Gleefully Dean elbowed his brother as a curvaceous Catwoman and a statuesque Wonder Woman sashayed their way.