If he got his way, he would have plenty of time. Hopefully his mother wouldn't have any grand delusions of tying him down to a daughter of one of her friends or anything of the sort. As much as Dean enjoyed women, he wasn't so sure he wanted to be shackled to the same one for the rest of his life. Oddly enough, he had some interesting feelings on the sanctity of marriage, at least for someone with generally loose morals to begin with. Mostly he didn't sleep with married people, far too messy, far too many complications and extra ramifications if something got out.

Still, he had to quirk an eyebrow at Pettigrew about his second comment. He was nearly curious enough to ask the other man to elaborate, but instead sipped at his whiskey idly, thinking about getting another after this one was done. "Curious thing for a married man to say." He chuckled, probing gently, but unwilling to ask directly.