A/N: I feel like I peaked with all the sperm donations...
Dean growled as he made his way towards Sam, who was avidly listening to the speaker at the front of the room.
"I don't care how much they're paying - I can't do this anymore."
Sam shushed him, and gestured to a platter of fresh seafood. "Go pass that out or something."
Dean huffed, putting his hands on his hips. "You pass it out...I'm not walking around anymore."
"Dude, this guy is really fascinating. He's actually from Hawaii - you could learn something, you know."
Dean rolled his eyes and stomped away, his grass skirt swishing with every step.