I don't know, but, man, I'll take it. I'm freaking sick of the devil and God both.

[He doesn't trust this Lucifer as far as he can throw him, but, admittedly, he is something of an improvement over the one he and Cas know from back home.

At Cas' observation regarding the number of cowboy hats he owns, Dean outright laughs, though he does blush a little in embarrassment all the same.]

Damn, Cas. Call me out, why don't you.

[At the question, Dean has to think for a moment to properly consider it. He blinks.]

You know what, Cas? I think it really is. Seems fitting we're still in Hell, though.

[He laughs again at that.]