[ Sam's still giving him a look like he's a fucking asshole, and maybe that's right but Dean doesn't take it back, he just pokes at his burger, lips twisted into a little scowl.

He takes over from there, Sam's tone a little more gentle in contrast. ]

I've got a location. Shouldn't be too hard to find it. After everything that's happened, an easy salt and burn sounds...good.

[ And Dean grunts in agreement - not like he can argue that fact, that's for goddamn sure. ]