It's when Dean looks around that he catches sight of the Hollywood sign and raises a brow. "We're in frigging California?" He asks, though he had figured by the weather they were probably in some coast city he hadn't expected it to be Los Angeles. But whatever as long as they're on their way out and hey, at least now he can say he's been to L.A. When they stop so soon after hitting the road he side-eyes James a little and frowns.

Almost, he almost doesn't and just sits there to be a dick but then he gets out to fill the tank. The faster they can get out of here and on the road - for real - the better. He needs to find Sam, it's like an itch he can't scratch not knowing if his brother's okay or not. When the pump clicks, signalling the full tank he puts the hose back on the hook and gets in the car. Thankfully he doesn't have to wait long for James to come back, brow raising a little at whatever he'd gotten inside.