[ So - the thing is, Dean's been loosely lobbing dumb shit-talking at this kid, but he's so out of touch with what age looks like these days he genuinely doesn't know whether or not this dude should be drinking. Which, granted, he was chugging down beers at fifteen indiscriminately, it's less a matter of can he and more a matter of should he.

He doesn't lift a damn finger to stop it, but he does arch an eyebrow and point his glass again. ]

I want you to know if Big Brother sends the thought police in here to cavity search me for giving alcohol to a baby, we're gonna have words.