Tuck holds up his hands innocently and sits back down in his seat, "Oh trust me, mate. I'm not trying to make it worse. I work with him."

"It's fine." Is all FDR says, having refused to acknowledge any of the scene that just happened, even the gaze Dean slid his way. Shit keeps going from bad to worse every god damn time Baby says something new. And he's so beyond done he's not even going to start.

So when they get to Tuck's place, he climbs out of the car with him and doesn't say a damn word, but he does give the two car occupants a casual wave of his head before heading inside.

"See?" Tuck sighs, hand running through his short hair. "Well, that was a pleasant ride. Thanks."