LADIES MAN
WOW: charm. Garth enjoys socialising with the Winchesters; he learns so much useful stuff.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, I don't even own Garth
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Hugging his beer, Garth sat watching the master at work.
Dean was sitting with a pretty blonde who hung on his every word; gazing at him like she wanted to dive in and eat him with a spoon.
He watched Dean's every nuance; from the suggestive tilt of an eyebrow, to the quirk of those cupid-bow lips as charming words of admiration and surrender slipped, smooth as honey, from them.
Garth drained his beer; he'd seen enough; he could totally do this.
Leaning languidly over to another young blonde, he smiled. "Hey baby; if I said you had a beautiful body …"
*SMACK*
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