Dean was enjoying some ahem private time on one of the meaty cubicles, along with some porn he found in the Media library. A man had needs after all.

Who would have expected his brother to be looking for him about a possible mission?

"Oh dude!" Sam paled at the sight, and looked away.

"Oops?" Dean shrugged, and sat up only to have his brother mumble something about talking later before fleeing.

Dean yelled after him, "Dude, it's called knocking. Try it sometime!"