You arrived at the diner, where you and Dean agreed to meet up. The first you saw was Dean wearing sunglasses inside and his hair, and clothing askew. "What in the world happened to you..." 

"I don't wanna talk about it," he groaned, sitting down at a booth.

Dean winced as he rubbed his temples, he had an aching headache "How bad do I look?" he muffled with his mouth full of bacon.