Hey, it's more than Dean's been doing. When Dean is bored, bad things happen. Like the last time, for instance. Last time he was bored, he messed around with the hatches. Let's just say it's a good thing that Dean knows better than to shoot a bazooka randomly, or Taxon would have had an issue on it's hands.

With a snort, Dean leans over slightly to push her playfully. "You know you'd love the excuse to see me shirtless," Dean teases. "Here's hoping for a sudden weather change."

As he speaks, he's set his beer aside and is scratching at his hand, which still has the cast around it. It's hot. And itchy.