Dean: *tired and not paying attention runs into Candace* sorry...
Candace: *gives him a small smile* rough night?
Dean: *memories of last made his stomach filled with butterflies and holds onto the wall* you can say that
Candace: *sighs* I'm not dragging your ass home, Dean. Hey, I know. I'm free Friday. Maybe you can I can go to the bar and get a drink? Forget the world, our problems, and let it be you and me *pressing her body against his with a certain look in them*
Dean: *smiles* well okay. How can I deny your offer?
Candace: you can't now come on. You need a lot of things and maybe you can sleep well
Dean: *sighs* wish it was Friday now *wants to get out of shopping*
Candace: behave and you can come over for dinner and pie
Dean: then what the hell are we waiting for *dragging her*
Candace: *laughing out* Dean you are a mysterious man. Do I have to worry you only like me for my pie?
Dean: well I like you too *looking back at her* you're different from anyone else
Candace: *blushes deeply* well I'm sure you say that to a lot of women
Dean: yeah but I met what I said. You really are different and I feel like if I wanted to if I told you my lifestyle. You won't look at me like I'm some crazy fucker who needs to be locked up or see a priest
Candace: *her eyes soften and kiss him. There's no more words to say anymore*
Dean: *holds her close, his heart hammering slightly*
Candace: *pulls away slightly* you better not use me or I'll send my brothers after you
Dean: *chuckles nervously* no, not this time
Candace: *smirks* okay *kisses his cheek*
Dean: still going to get that pie, right?
Candace: *scuffs and playfully slaps him* yes
Dean: sweet *starts walking, not noticing his arm around her waist, holding her close*
Candace: *lays her head on his shoulder, letting him as he looks like he'll kill anyone if she separates from him*