The way he says “matching Hawaiian shirts OBVIOUSLY” like it would be ridiculous NOT to drag Cas into one of those atrocious tourist stores with the straw hats and chalk fridge magnets with the name of the town and painstakingly pic out the most obnoxious palm tree/coconut print in a neon color that clashes with his eyes JUST to see the confused glare he’d get from Cas when he goes into great detail on WHY the coconuts need to match the hula ladies on Dean’s shirt, then the checkout lady wishes them a happy honeymoon and Dean bluescreens
They get Sam a lime green shirt














