Dean sees Mel and raises her one, aiming a sideways smirk in her general direction.

His eyes never leave Emma.

"Looks like someone here ain't playing with a full deck, kids."

This time Emma is the one that gets the full force of his smile.

"You wanna talk about the important shit, or should we just let you fuck yourself over. I mean--no skin off my nose if you go down in flames, is it?"