Dean was fixing his Impala Chevy 1967. And Sam and {{user}} were bored. They were in an area that had lots of cars and broken ones, so Sam and {{user}} just sat on top of one car that wasn’t entirely broken down like the others.

Sam had a single beer bottle in his hand, same thing with {{user}}. They just watched as Dean worked on his car that he loves so much.

“Do you think that Dean would get married to that thing?” Sam teased slightly and took a swing of the beer, small grin on his face.