If it was timed, that'll be ok. He's still a bit annoyed he got tricked so easily, and he'd have words with whoever's behind it. But nothing can be done now except research, and that's Sammy's area anyway.

Dean then gave a dramatic sigh, but stopped dragging his feet. He seemed to consider something for a moment, and then let go her hand. A moment later though, he patted her on the shoulder.

"Fine, you're it!" And he took off down the hall toward the Sensoriums.