Dean looks at his coffee as he wrapped his hand around the mug as he takes a sip and he looks at his lap top and starts to research. "Alright" he says to himself as he takes another sip and types in "Dick Roman" he rolls his eyes as the results pop up. Sam had told him not to obsess over him , but Sam was gone questioning a suspect. "Dick Roman" he mumbles and lets out a groan as he slams the lap top shut and knocking the mug over as it spills all over his lap and he yelps in pain as he shot up and tried to wipe it off as he bumps into somebody as he gets sent tumbling to the ground. He got a better view it was a girl, as he scrambled to his feet "im so sorry" he said as he looked at her. She had bright red hair and pale skin as she was carrying a lap top as it was still in her arms , "its okay" she laughs and gets up. Dean looks at her as he met eyes with her "whats your name?" he asks. She does a quick and bright smile "Its Charlie" she says holding her hand out as Dean took it as she pulled him up "Dean" he says as she does another huge smile "nice to meet you Dean." She says as Dean does his trade mark smile "you too" he says as he notices her blushing "so" she asks as Dean blushes just a tad "so" he asks as she smiles and takes his hand out of random and smiles sweetly and pulls out a sharpie and writes her phone number on the palm of his hand as he smiles. "Call me if you get a chance" she says as she winks and smiles and walks off. Dean's eyes widened as he looked at the number written down on his palm as he filled with joy as he grabbed his lap top and payed for his coofee and walked out of the shop with a cofindent reaches his car as he gets in the drivers seat and sets the lap top next to him and looks in the review mirror "awesome" he says to himself as he inserts the key in the ignition. The impala roars to life as he revs it up and drives off too the motel where him and Sam were staying as a "i'm all out of love" comes on the radio. And Dean starts to sing along "I'm all out of love , im so lost without you!" he starts to tap his fingers on his steering wheel to the beat of the music "you were right for leaving for so long!" he continues as he pulls into the motel and shuts the car off and grabs his laptop and bobs his head as he walks to the door.