SWEET, SWEET MUSIC
WOW: finger. Sam has such romantic notions and Dean's always happy to encourage them ...
Disclaimer: I don't own them ...
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Sam sat spellbound by the string concerto on TV. As he watched in rapt fascination, Dean's bored sighs went unheeded.
"It'd be cool to date a musician Dean, don't you think?" He eventually announced.
"What?"
"You know, someone creative and spiritual, a real artiste."
Dean shrugged. "I guess it depends on the type of musician."
"Why?"
"Well, think about it. Pianists have really nimble fingers, drummers have great rhythm, and flautists can do amazing things with their lips …"
Sam scowled. "You have to bring everything down to gutter level, don't you."
"Aw, never mind Sammy. If you can't decide, maybe we could find you a one-man-band."
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