Except I speak dick brother and leaving without telling me ranks pretty high on the cry for help meter there, Dudley Moore. Cas is right, what gives?

[ Sam has every right to be furious, glaring down at this sorry sack that is still the brother he loves pissing away his courage one glass at a time. This isn't some weepy alcohol intervention, Dean's a grown ass man, but the setting leaves something to be desired, or there really needs to be less readily available booze if Sam's going to kick his ass back into reality. ]