where insanity gathers

There's an easy difference between actually being in a better mood and pretending to be in one, and he's had enough alone time to settle into the second one. Which is the only reason there's nothing more than a twitch of a brow when Dean tells him he just lotioned up some naked guy, and examined him closely enough to confirm they're xerox copies. And saying its 'just his car' doesn't help at all, because he knows how Dean feels about his car.

But for now he's done being riled up about it.

"Yeah. Just stay away from the suits." Like he even needs to say that.