Dean just goes to tug at his costume. "Just a jab at his costume idea." This wasn't his idea; his idea was to dress up as something with a bit more of an edge to it. Perhaps a pair of bikers, but he figures it could have been worse.

He looks at his beer. "You drink?" Dean asks, and he nods his head over towards the bar. "Cause if you do, I ought to get you a drink. And even if you don't, I'll see about getting you a soda or something."