[She wasn't going to bother Dean with asking about this kid...but he just ensured that she was going to be talking to him about it as soon as she possibly could.]

You are not a man! You are nothing more than an ill-mannered child throwing a tantrum that would put my six month old to shame! [Standing to her full unimpressive height, she pulled the stick of dynamite behind her. Like hell she was giving this to him when he was fighting with her like this. That was just suicidal.]

I'm not giving this to you, not until you calm down.

Now. Either sit back down and relax or get out! [Evicting him from the kitchen was the best she could do. It wasn't like she could ground him.]