Lindsey stared at the hunter before him as his hand stopped before it shook. He couldn't tell if he should laugh or be pissed off, and in the end just groaned.

"You mean to tell me when we dusted Kate and I used my car because I thought they wouldn't be tracking it, they knew exactly what we were doing?" Alright, maybe he could see dark humor in that, so he let a few chuckles slip then continued putting that design on Dean's shoulder. He shook his head in disbelief. "In other words, I've been screwed over from the start. Dean, if I didn't have a soul right now, I might really hurt you for that."