"Okay, okay progress! Progress is good. How long did that even take? How long have you known him? ... How long has he been wearing that trench coat?" All incredibly important questions. Kenzi needs to know for science! She also needs to do another shot because she remembered how glasses work as opposed to dumping the bottle down her throat. Bam. What number was that one? Doesn't matter.

She slams the glass down and almost immediately places her hands on Dean's shoulders, shaking him a little and leaning forward, "Dean? Dean, can I tell you something? Something way uber important?"