Noth But Plot is Mine
Chapter One
The crust of the pie had just the right amount of flakiness, not overly wet but not overly dry either, and the filling...oh the filling, had gin in it?
"Sam, this beef pie is gonna get me drunk!" Dean exclaimed, belching on 'drunk.'
"It's not gin, Dean, its juniper." Sam raised his eyebrow, looking at Dean over his newspaper. "And it is venison. Not beef."
"Whatever man, its friggen good." He said, shoving another forkful into his mouth. "So what's the verdict. Any jobs?"
Sam put down the local newspaper, "you're going to love this one," he looked down, reading, "Five exotic dancers, from the popular club Delphi, have gone missing in the past few months, if anyone has any information, please contact the authorities, their families are very worried."
"Strippers. You are actually telling me that there is a job involving Strippers?" Dean sighed, smiling while looking up, "Oh the universe is finally thanking me."
Dean called the middle aged waitress over, looking at her name tag he said "Hey Darlene, you think I could get three of these incredible pies to go?"
She smiled at him, "Sure Hun, glad you like them, we just got a new cook, he's come all the way from Greece! I'm sure he'll appreciate your appreciation." She smiled wider, and then turned to Sam, smile fading, "Are you going to finish that." She pointed to his share of pie.
"Oh no, I'm full, thanks." He pushed the plate towards her. Dean suddenly made a mad grab for his plate, "You are so not wasting this pie Sam!" He plunked the plate in front of him, digging in.
"What the hell Dean." Sam frowned. "Just wait until you're older…the cholesterol."
"You only live once, man." Dean mumbled with his mouth full.
Darlene smiled, "I'll get you the check and your pies," She turned around, then preformed a 360, seeming to remember, "And boys, welcome to Athens, Tennessee."