Dean glances at John, giving him a grin as he comes through. Oblivious. But he did notice how tense Inara was as John walked by, which is weird. Dean doesn't ask for now, just continues the conversation at hand.

"No problem. It's part of my job description," Dean shrugs it off, sipping his beer. "Tell you what. Have fun at this party tonight, drink a few bottles, go crazy, and I'll consider it a proper thanks, alright?"