"You're just like your dear ol' dad, yanno?" The words came from Dean's mouth more often than he'd admit, but god, it was true. Dakota was SO much like Sam, it was killing him. Everything from the way they talked to the way they stood was similar.
"Like, seriously. It's freakin' me out a little bit. Tone it down, will ya?" He grinned softly at his niece, giving her a playful wink as he sat down in a chair.