Dean bolted in the library of the bunker, while you and Sam were researching. He looked absolutely outraged.

“You okay, Dean?” Sam asks, confused and worried.

“No it is not. I went to go get a beer, and when I returned, my pie was gone. Which one of you took it?”

Neither of you respond, so naturally Dean’s anger only grew bigger.

“Smart. You knew I would never forgive you. But you’re dumb if you think I won’t get to the bottom of this. Everyone here is an enemy!”