He was RoboCop? Okay, well, not exactly RoboCop, but close enough. Dean's hands started to sweat, and he felt a little giddy.

"Oh, yeah? No, uh, no kidding?" Though he was certain he'd be tongue-tied, he did manage to speak relatively normally. Dean bought his inner-fanboy a second by coughing. He was hoping to clear up the breathless quality to his voice, and indeed when he spoke, he sounded a bit more like his typical gruff self. "So how'd you end up slinging Bibles?"