DEAN: Dude, it's over. All right? Be like Elsa -- Let it go.
SAM: "Be like Elsa"?
DEAN: Ah? Right? Come here. I need to show you something. It's important. Come on. Behold ... the Dean-cave. Or Fortress of Dean-a-tude. Just -- still trying to figure that one out. We got Foosball. We've got jukebox -- all vinyl, obviously. Double La-Z-Boy recliners. And, of course, the bar. Still a work-in-progress. It's gonna have a kegerator because...Well, it's gonna. And finally... the pièce de résistance.
SAM: Okay, hold on, hold on. When did you have time to do all this?
DEAN: When it's important, you make time, Sammy.
SAM: Great. So we're stuck in a cartoon with a talking dog.
DEAN: Not just any talking dog, the talking dog. The greatest talking dog in history. Now come on! Dibs on Daphne.
DAPHNE: Jeepers! Those sure were some super groovy tunes.
DEAN: Oh, man. This is like a dream come true.
SAM: Your dream is to hang out with the Scooby Gang?
DEAN: Sam, growing up on the road, no matter where Dad dragged us, no matter what we did, there was always a TV. And you know what was always on that TV? Scooby and the Gang. These guys, they're our friggin' role models, man. Except Fred. He's a wad.
DEAN: Just think about it -- we do the same thing. We go to spooky places, we solve mysteries, we fight ghosts.
SAM: Yeah, except our ghosts don't wear masks, and we don't have a talking dog.
DEAN: I don't know. I mean, Cass is kind of like a talking dog. Now, how do I look?
JAY: It's not fair. I would've gotten away with it if it wasn't for those meddling kids.
DEAN : He said it! He said the line!
COP: Watch your head.
DEAN: Scooby Dooby Doo!
SAM: What are you doing?
DEAN: Well, I mean, at the end of every mystery, Scooby looks into the camera and he says --
CASTIEL: Dean, you're not a talking dog.
DEAN: I know that. I...
DEAN: No, but come on, I-I do look cool with the ascot, right? No? Guys? Come on, guys. Look, red is my color!