"Was that a pick up line or just a hunk of stinky cheese, go play with your buddy over there? We're not for sale."

He backed off, tail between his legs and a pout firm on his lips. But did I give one single damn? Nope.

Today was drinks, wet, dry and full of goodness. Today was drinks but without a carry on bag.

"Hey Miss Grumpy, he was cute! Why do you have to scare off all of the men, just because your nursing a broken heart doesn't mean I have to suffer? Drink up; Lo it's going to be a long and boring night."

"For you, for me it will be a night of peace and quiet."

Her roll of the eyes just made me smile even wider until everything that I hoped for crashed down with a big, big bang and it had one name, Dean Winchester.

"Scratch that, the destroyer of peace and quiet just walked in, and he's armed with a whole lot of one liners."

Before the idea of ducking popped into my head he was smiling over at me and moving fast like a lion ready to jump and bug me to death.

Sam was there with a sorry in his eyes and there was nothing he could do for me so I braced myself.

"My, my, what do we have here, mistress reporter having a drink, isn't it a rule not to drink on the job?"

"I'm not on the job, and I could say the same for you, Winchester."

He was staying and it was unclear when he would have his fill of teasing me and jump back in his car (which so, so very lovely) and drive off.

"Whoa, warning: she bites. I'm on the job your on the job, that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun now and then. Who's the Blondie?"

Blondie, oh he's in for a big surprise. Go get him, girl! Don't forget to use your sparkly nails and sparky finger tips

"Excuse me? Who you calling Blondie? Well, Blondie can sure bite."

It was funny in a very painful way, but still very, very funny.

He looked at Elle as she grinned away at him like a cat with a mouse and I swore he almost fainted with shock, now that would be really funny.

"Dean, this is Elle, Elle this is Dean. As you can see Elle's not like all the other girls you know, Winchester."

"I can see that, looks like I'm in for the twins of trouble. I'll just be on my way, umm…bye."

It was as if all my stress had left with him and now I was free to drink until every thing was blurry and get rid of this weird thought in my head, 'wasn't Dean looking good today?'

No way was I touching that one.