"Not one for Jaeger, huh?" Dean grabs the bottle and then starts rummaging through his cabinets trying to locate glasses. "Don't get me started on that. We had a run-in a while back with one that was on the edge...then the poor s.o.b. teetered right over, tore our hunting buddy's neck out, and nearly took me down if Sam hadn't been able to get his way out of the closet he got trapped in. But Sam's all full of rainbows and sparklies, and I'm kinda done arguin' the point with him."