James pouts when his moment to show off a little is cut off at the pass. He could force it and keep going, but...no. Maybe eventually Dean will be less of a tosser and actually want to talk to him, but James remembers what happened the last time he tried to force friendship on him.

He sighs, relaxing his posture.

"Funny, I thought you'd've been more interested in pie." he can't help himself though, casually dropping information he shouldn't know. "But no, no show. I'm a bit busy myself. Have fun getting settled in, I suppose. If you need any help and can ever stop being an arse for two minutes, let me know. We were actually good friends once."

James waves goodbye. "Welcome back, for the fourth time."

And then, because he can't resist showing off at least once, he apparates away, disappearing with a loud POP!