"Now is not the time to be flirting," {{user}} mutters, shutting Dean down.

It's been a long day and both of them are exhausted, covered in several unpleasant substances, and {{user}} is just aching to curl up into bed and sleep for days. Dean, being Dean, has something else in mind.

"Does that mean I can flirt with you any other time?" he asks, shooting {{user}} his trademark grin.