Title: You know?
Genre: Gen, with attempted het on the part of an OFC
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to end of season 1
Word count: 189
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, not being paid
A/N: Comment fic written for erinrua
Summary: Sam gets hit on by a girl who is really not his type and he doesn't know how to deal with it.
"So I said Britney is so hard-done by, you know? And she said..."
Sam nodded and 'ah ha'd at the right moments and tuned out what the girl was saying. He really wished he could also tune out Dean, but it seemed unfortunately impossible. It was kind of amazing that the girl, Megan, hadn't seen Dean's winking, grinning and sexual gestures. She'd only had eyes for Sam, since she'd walked in the bar, and Sam really wanted her to go elsewhere. He pulled a disgusted face at one of Dean's particularly disgusting pantomimes and hoped that Megan would see it, get offended and storm out. Sadly, she ordered new drinks right at that moment, and so was facing the bartender instead.
"So, uh, Megan," Sam began, trying to head off another diatribe about Justin Timberlake and Hanson, "are you in college, or do you work?"
She giggled and placed her right hand over Sam's left one. Dean's fist pumped into the air in victory and Sam felt like hitting his head on the bar. Bobby calling to say that the world was ending would be really convenient right now.