No kidding. [A glance down. What is he...] You made that thing handle like a gift from God.
[And let her nerd out all over it and make ridiculous specifications that served literally no purpose other than tickling the nerd senses of the other Winchesters. Chuck leans forward, taking a pull from the flask, and unthinkingly holds it out in offering.]
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[And let her nerd out all over it and make ridiculous specifications that served literally no purpose other than tickling the nerd senses of the other Winchesters. Chuck leans forward, taking a pull from the flask, and unthinkingly holds it out in offering.]