"Could be." He thinks about that for a minute, then nods approvingly. "Yeah, a flying game."

Dean rolls his eyes a little. "I know. And yeah. Either that'll take it off, or you'll be tarred and sandboxed. C'mon."

He adjusts his grip on Raphael so now he has him with one hand under each arm, holding him out in front of Dean, and he looks into Raphael's eyes, a slightly playful smile on his face.

"Alright, here goes." He lifts Raphael up a little and brings him down fast, but then stops. "No, wait. Okay, now." He lifts him again, then drops him a little lower and brings him back up to eye level.

"Okay, now for real." He grins wider as he fakes Raphael out again, dropping him even lower before bringing him back.