"Somewhere my brother just felt a mad rush of jealousy and he has no idea why." Sam flashed her a quick grin, easy and just friendly. Dean would probably propose to her on the spot.

Sam thought he remembered that latkes were a Jewish tradition from some late-night deli study session or other, but he wasn't sure. And he didn't know whether it would be offensive or not to her if he remembered wrong. "You and Lucy pick two for me to try." He could eat something that wasn't a salad occasionally.