Mika noticed the calm start to come onto Dean as she joked with him about the trip to Disneyland and it made her glad that even in these times, she could still have that kind of impact on him. Like him, she was now far from feeling tired and was suddenly internally feeling thankful she didn't fall asleep against him in the motel room after all.

The idea of getting a beer once they've found somewhere safe to hold up sounded like the ebay idea she had heard all night and one they very much could agree on. Yet the mention of having to get her a wheelchair made her grimace disapprovingly as she was so used to being independent and not needing aid to just get around. Yet she knew she couldn't rely on Dean carrying her everywhere either and it wasn't the most comfortable mode of 'transport'.

"urgh, you got a point there. If it means I can get a beer I guess I'll have to accept being wheeled around" she grumbled. "even though you got that bottle of whiskey from Bobby's technically" she also pointed out, but right now a beer sounded much more appealing to her. She looked out the window as she saw where they were reaching and what the town looked like before they came across a proper hotel that looked a lot nicer than their usual choices, but that also meant they would be no doubt more safe there and this place possibly having its own bar. Or at least one a lot closer than the shabby motels they've stayed in. 

She nodded at his words, watching him pull in and nab a parking spot. "may as well grab the rentable wheelchairs over there and FYI, grab yourself a shirt before checking in. This place looks like they'll look down on someone walking in topless and a scraped up patch dup back" she replied with a smirk. "at least shove a hoodie on that's on the back seat" she suggested, knowing she always kept one on the back seat for emergencies and she knew it'd fit Dean as it wa spurposely bought to be far too big on her.