You try to get up and get ready to go but his grip tightens and you whisper "Dean, I got to get up." He moans a bit and wakes up just enough to say "No you don't." I sigh and finally say "If I don't then who will get you pie and your favorite beer?" "I can make Sammy do it." Sam in turn wakes up and says "Sammy will not. Let her up Dean."