"Hey, birthday boy. We're celebrating tonight."
Sam looked warily up at his brother. "We are?"
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"I was thinking a game of pool and a couple of busty barmaids."
"NO!"
"Come on, Sammy. Don't be such a prude. It's your birthday. Throw caution to the winds and take a trip down the road to debauchery."
"Think I'll pass."
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Dean sighed.
"Pool without the debauchery?"
"Fine."
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"Kinda up-scale for a bar," Sam declared as Dean drew up outside a flashy restaurant.
"It's vegetarian, vegan and Sam friendly," his sibling grinned. "Come on. I've booked a table."