Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Dean rouses himself from his Castiel-induced stupor to find his hand cuffed to the cot down in The Panic Room. Sam's been patiently waiting for him to wake up, and once Dean's gotten his bearings, the two yammer away at each other regarding recent events. Long story short, Castiel's already done "a recon" on Heaven's Greenroom, and as "the place is crawling with mooks," he and Sam have agreed to take Dean along on the rescue mission they've planned for the adorable little bastard. "Isn't that a bad idea?" Dean carefully wonders. "Cas and Bobby think so," Sam admits, "but I'm not so sure." "Well, they're right," Dean replies, "because either it's a trap to get me there to make me say yes, or it's not a trap and I'm gonna say yes anyway." "No, you won't," Sam counters, adding, "When push shoves, you'll make the right call," and is that a thing, now? That "when push shoves" nonsense? Because if that's a thing, nobody told me about it. "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!" Okay! Okay. Moving on: Dean says something, and then Sam says something by way of response, and then Dean opens his gigantic yap to blabber on and on and on about something else, and none of it really matters because Jared Padalecki's looking especially broad and manly and yoooooge during this tedious sequence, and METAL TEETH CHOMP!