Sam watched Dean saunter out of the nightclub, counting a wad of bills. He gloatingly held them up, lightly smacking Sam in the chest as he made his way to the driver's side.

"Dude...I don't believe you." Sam shook his head and laughed.

"Sammy - I'm so offended." Dean flashed him a hurt look, ruined by the triumph that shone in his eyes. "You should be proud of me, in my moment of glory."

"Your moment of glory involves karaoke?"

Dean opened his door and pointed at Sam. "I told you - sometimes it's okay to sing Bon Jovi."