Dean's brain short-circuits for a moment, because Henry's right. It is weird for three dudes to play strip poker without any chicks, and he's kind of pissed at himself for not being the one to realize that. He can hear his Dad's voice in the back of his head asking what the fuck does he think he's doing.

His expression flickers for a moment before he plasters an easy-going grin back onto his face.

"You think three handsome devils such as ourselves showing off won't get some attention?" he sets his cards face-down and wraps an arm around Henry's shoulders.

"We're putting on a show for the ladies!"

If he uses the opportunity to subtly glance At Henry's hand, well, fair's fair. Dan already got a peek, so Dean should get one too.