There's no denying that Dean likes FDR's car. He greets the girl with a gentle stroke across her trunk and this little... smile. But that's got nothing to do with why he likes this asshole of a CIA agent that at one point had him arrested and tortured.

And liking either one doesn't mean he has anything but absolute and undying love for his own car.

"You can go in the trunk-" he starts to say when he finds himself scooped up and carried off. Dean lets out an indignant yelp and immediately starts squirming and writhing to try to free himself, but that doesn't seem to be working- "FRANK!"