Chapter Four

The bar was fairly crowded and seemed to be the usual hang out for a lot of the Performance Center up and coming. Dean headed into the place, with Roman flanking him on his right as always. How they moved was downright habit now, and nothing either man thought about ever really. Seeing Sami Callihan, now Solomon Crowe, over at the bar, Dean immediately broke into a smile and headed that way. Roman followed Dean, glancing around smiling, his eyes searching out the woman that they had just decided to throw their lot in with only a few hours prior.

The grin going from ear to ear on Calihan's face, before he reached around and gave Dean a bro hug, pretty much said it all. "Heard you were in town and figured you would come catch up." He gave a quick nod to Roman.

Ambrose patted the man on the back hard and nodded. He gestured to the bartender to pour him a double of Maker's Mark. Roman held up a second finger indicating for her to make it two. Clearly used to seeing personalities coming and going form the place, the woman in the Devaney's t-shirt nodded and moved to get the men their drinks while popping the top off another bottle of Bud for Calihan. "Yeah, had to come down and deal with some creative bullshit that H came up with, got it sorted though." Turning, Dean leaned his right side against the bar so he could see both Sami and the area behind him where some of folks from NXT were playing pool and darts it looked like for the moment.

Calihan raised a brow. "Oh? You getting shafted or something good?" The black haired, black painted nails, and black eyelinered man made a stark contract standing next to Ambrose and Reigns.

"Yeah… well could have been shit, but we turned it around." Roman spoke as he took the glass the bartender set down before him. "Dean has a way of managing to pull shit out at the last minute." He chuckled and took a long sip of the whiskey, his eyes finally finding Kennedy out in the crowd. She was shooting pool with a few of her friends he would guess.

Laughing and sipping his beer, Sami nodded. "Yeah, always been one of Mox's saving graces. He can somehow manage to get out of shit nearly as fast as he gets into it, Don't ya?" He reached out and shoved Dean's shoulder joking.

Dean just rolled his eyes a moment, picking his glass up off the bar. Glancing back at Roman, he noticed something had gotten the large Samoan man's attention. Following his gaze, Dean noticed Kennedy and a few faces he recognized from the training center. A smirk started to form on his lips as he watched while chatting it up with Sami.

Kenned leaned over the table to take the next shot she had lined up. Her faded and clearly well-worn jeans, from the rips showing on them, were hiding nothing and accenting every curve of her hips and ass. One would have thought that the black and silver canvas corset stylized tank would have been uncomfortable to move in, but it didn't' seem to be slowing her down any. Black and scuffed blue combat boots, Dean guessed Dr. Marten's, were on her feet. The woman's long raven black hair was falling down around her shoulders, framing her face with every shot.

"Dude…. Hello… you coming back down soon?" Sami waved a hand in front of Dean's face to get his attention back on their conversation. The man turned and grinned, shaking his head when he caught what, or more like who, Dean was watching. "Dude, not even you like pain that much. That is an exercise in nothing but hopeless. Barlow ain't your type." He laughed.

Roman quirked a brow and watched Dean turn to give Sami a quick "who asked you" look. He shook his head at Sami, thinking the man should know better. In all the years he's known Dean, he should realize what he's like once he's decided on something. "Yeah… he's been hearing that a lot today." The big man chuckled and took another drink.

Rolling his eyes again, Dean finished downing the whisky. Then he glanced at Calihan. "You know her? Tell me about her."

Sami just sipped his bear and then shook his head. "Yeah, she's kinda one of the few folks I'm close to around here. Carmella, Lynch, and her were really tight before Becks got called up. As you can still she still pretty much keeps with Carmella, Cassidy and Enzo a lot of the time if we're all out. I know her and Cass are close, but before you ask... no. Barlow doesn't date anyone she works with and doesn't fuck around… literally. Bro… seriously… it's a hot package but won't' go anywhere. Exercise in frustration… and hopelessness. You don't' do relationships and she ONLY does serious."

Shrugging, Dean motioned for the bartender to pour him another. Roman switched to beer, having a gut feeling he was gonna be the one driving back to the hotel tonight when they left. Dean glanced at Sami and then turned to get a better view of Kennedy. "She's a fucking fantastic in the ring. We saw her today, working with Lita." His head tilted some to the side, adjusting his view and not even bothering to hide checking out the woman.

Calihan glanced between the two men. "Wait…. Hold up…" He looked at Kennedy and then back to the two men. "Rumor mills spewing that you all are heading to a mixed stable and were here to find a fresh face to call up. Call me crazy… but I think your insinuating that's Barlow?" He spoke in a hushed tone.

Dean shot him a quick look. "I ain't insinuating anything. She's exactly who we picked. Beat the arm candy Trips was trying to push on us." He tipped the bartender and moved to sip the whiskey she'd refilled.

"Damn… go Kens." Sami grinned. "Yeah… she's fucking phenomenal and not afraid of shit. Even when she should be. Sound like someone we know?" He laughed and glanced to Roman. "Kinda feel sorry for ya, dude."

Roman laughed. "And…. people have been saying that all day as well." Sipping his bear, he turned to watched the antics at the pool table.

As soon as Kennedy sinks the shot Carmella breaks into a victory dance, moving and rolling her ass like in the ring. Kennedy laughs. Then the girls high five, low five, and some weird catch flip and pinky lock move. Enzo and Cass groan watching the girls take the lead. Moving to take her shot, Carm brushes against Cassidy causing the man to take a bit of a step back.

Sami leans on the bar and sips his beer. "Yeah... personally if you ask me... those two really are the hottest thing in NXT right now. Sadly, one ain't' interested in anyone and the other well…. Let's just say she's got eyes for someone. The whole package. Bay's good... but not my type."

Dean smirks at Sami, though most of his attention is obviously on the girls shooting pool, "Too happy?"

Sami laughs. "Yeah... way too fucking happy and she really is that sort of childlike. I mean I'd feel like a pedophile banging that."

Dean busts out laughing and pats Sami on the shoulder, "So what's the deal, man? They giving you a push, or you just chilling out down here training people? Don't think I haven't fucking noticed."

Sami shrugs. "Right now, it's all focus on the Divas. After being injured and just getting back, I'm looking at three months at least and Balor will move up before me. He's the new golden boy at the moment. You know how the Authority works." He shrugs. "After that, it's anyone's game again." He gets that cocky grin. "Though I start road shows and headlining week after next. We're taping this upcoming week." Looking back over, Sami doesn't bother to hide checking Kennedy and Carmella out.

Kennedy sinks the eight ball and blows a playful kiss to Cass. Her and Carmella then do this victory dance that involves them bumping hips, turning, bumping and then the high five elaborate moves again. "That'll be a double of usual boys...you know the drill." She points to the bar, looking up at Cassidy who then promptly picks her up cave man style and carries her to the bar, depositing her like she weighs nothing in a chair. Kennedy laughs and flops into the chair near Calihan and the boys, clearly used to the manhandling.

Dean raises an eyebrow and looks down the bar at Cass and Kennedy a moment, then shakes his head, looking more annoyed with himself than anything for a moment. He leans over the bar to say something to the bartender. After a few quick moments, she brings over a couple beers for him, Roman and Sami, and sets glass of scotch out by Kennedy's double shot.

Sami quirks a brow at Dean, and just shakes his head. "Don's say you weren't warned bro."

Kennedy takes the whiskey and then eyes the scotch. She slides it down close to her and huddles over it like a rabid squirrel might. The bartender tells her who ordered it for her. Turning, she grins at Dean. "No take backs!"

Dean raises an eyebrow and laughs, "All yours..ba" he stops himself from saying something he knows she would likely rip his head off for, then smirks and says, "Kennedy."

Kennedy smiles and nods and winks at him. "See... not that hard, tough guy." She downs half the double of whiskey and gives it a moment to enjoy the burn. Her perfectly lined eyes close a moment, showing off the cat eye flares in the corner, savoring the drink.

Cass holds a hand out to Dean. "Hey, Colin Cassidy. Heard a lot about you from Sami and the guys. Good to meet you man." He leans on the bar near Kennedy all seven feet tall of him.

Dean looks up at Cass a moment, "Oh yeah? This where you give me some sort of warning or something?" he grins at the taller man and sips his beer, half joking and half serious.

Kennedy raises her eyebrows and looks between the two men. She downs her second shot. "Like do I need popcorn for this?"

Cass laughs. "Sort of... hear you all may be taking our pixie on the road now. You gonna look out for her?"

Dean slowly grins, "Pixie, huh? Yeah, man. We've got her back. Kinda the whole point of it."

Kennedy rolls her eyes and groans, letting her head fall forward and softly hit the bar. "There will be no end to that now..."

Cass laughs and moves to rough up Kennedy's hair a bit. "Yeah... she's a bit of a handful sometimes, but she's ours. Keep her safe, because she has a habit of finding shit and getting into the middle of it like no one else."

"Oh. I can think of someone." Roman mutters under his breath and glances at Dean, only to get a quick glare from his brother at arms.

Kennedy groans and turns her head and smiles, still letting it lay on the bar. "Happy pixie," she purrs as Cass plays with her hair now.

Dean looks down at Kennedy a moment, "Oh no... you're totally NOT living that one down, 'pixie'." he laughs and looks at Cass again, "Dude, if she gets into trouble all the time, all she's gonna do is blend, okay?"

Cass shakes his head. "You have no idea." He pats her back and grins. "Just bring her back in one piece and don't give her too much shit. I really don't want to have to have that talk, you know?" He chuckles.

Kennedy moves to slowly sit up, sliding the scotch to where she can sip it. She looks backwards and up at the giant looming behind her. "He brought me scotch. I think he likes me."

Dean looks down at Kennedy again, "Damn, what did I hit your drink of choice on the first try or something?"

Kennedy looks to him. "In general, yes... specifically ... no." She smiles.

Sami says from where he's at, "Scotch... or Absinthe if she can get it." He seems to tense a bit and then relax.

Dean grins, "Oh really? Well, I WAS gonna keep trying, but now the cat's out of the bag, pixie." A huge shit eating grin shows of his dimples as he calls her by the apparent nickname.

You say, "You could try to find the right one..." She narrows her eyes at him when he calls her that, then tips the glass to him before sipping it. A moment later her eyes roll back like someone in ecstasy."

Cass laughs. "Oh... she's also the resident cock tease of the century."

Kennedy slaps behind her swinging at Cass playfully. "I am NOT! You're all just freaking pervs." She rolls her eyes. "I'm just me ... doing my thing…. don't like it… don't look." She nods matter of factly.

Dean looks like he's thinking for a moment, then shrugs his shoulders, "Well... you know, if the shoe fits."

Kennedy points to Dean. "Oh no! Not you. You're still a man whore. You, Sami, Enzo... " she narrows her eyes and nods. "Bad news..."

Cass, Roman, and a few others that have now gathered at the bar bursts out laughing.

Sami looks down the bar. "What the fuck did I do now?"

Dean half turns to answer Sami, "You're a man whore."

Sami shrugs. "Oh... thought it was something new." He grins and sips the beer, winking at Kennedy.

Kennedy just rolls her eyes and sighs. "Bitches be crazy."

Dean smirks at Kennedy. "Every time. Straight across the board." he laughs and sips his beer.

Kennedy narrows her eyes more at Dean. She then points to the men around her. "As in you... bitches."

Dean raises his eyebrows, then starts ranting sarcastically, "Well yeah. Why, what'd you think I meant? Think I'm calling you names or something already here? Hell, I've bought you two drinks. Slow your roll, there's still time."

Cass tenses a little and stands up straight.

Sami moves over and puts a hand on Dean's shoulder. "Dude... chill... we call her our little bitch sometimes cause of her temper. Just a miscommunication."

Kennedy slides the unfinished scotch back to him. "First was a bet, so mine fair and square. As for this one... Just lost my taste for it. You can keep it." She moves to get up.

Dean slowly turns to look at Sami with a straight face, then finally breaks and starts laughing, "Dude! Are you freaking serious right now that you can't tell I'm joking anymore?" He looks around at all of them getting serious and looking at them like they've grown two heads. "Okay, what the hell are they feeding you all down here?"

Roman makes his way over toward Kennedy. He bumps Kennedy's shoulder lightly, then says, "You know you're gonna have to get used to the way he jokes sooner or later, right?"

Kennedy glances to Roman. "Yeah... that takes time. We aren't exactly best buds." She looks to dean and slowly reaches to take the scotch back. Downing the last of it, she then moves to stand up. "To the darts!" As if on command, Cass picks her up and tosses her over his shoulder again. She waves to the others as the giant of a man turns, and she is carried over to the dart board. "Who's playing?"

Sami laughs. "You suck at darts. I'll come save your ass as usual." Pushing of the bar, he moves to follow the others over to where the dart machines have become free.

Dean raises his eyebrows, then shrugs and starts heading that way as well. Roman puts his hand on Dean's shoulder as he walks over with him, "You know if you let her start playing you games for drinks, you're gonna be broke in no time."

Cass sets Kennedy down by the dart board and she moves to take her darts out of the machine. Sami gets the others. "Okay, first game of cricket. Looks like it's me and Crowe." She waits for Sami to get his darts and lets him go first.

Roman nods to Kennedy, "How about we take you on, doll? We're the new blood here tonight."

Glancing to Calihan she quirks a brow to see what he thinks. "I suck as darts."

Sami shrugs. "I'm game... come on kitten, worse that happens we have to buy the next round." Kens shrugs and nods sure.

Dean grins a bit and walks over to pick up some of the crappy darts from the cup next to the board. "Yeah, assuming these ratty ass darts even fly at all, much less straight."

Kennedy looks to the three men. "So, who goes first?"

Roman smirks, "How about you hop on up to the line and show us how it's done."

Kennedy sighs and moves to shoot first. She doesn't do bad but it's definitely not her strong suit. She resembles someone throwing a baseball more than a dart. Cringing she looks to Sami, "Well, they all hit the board." Calihan just laughs and sips his beer, not surprised at all.

Dean blinks a couple times, raising his eyebrows when she throws, then shakes his head a little while her back is still turned. He walks up, puts his foot up to the line and tosses his darts, actually hitting what he was aiming for two out of three times with the crappy darts. "This could take a while."

Sami laughs. "Hey... least you have a chance with this, unlike the, little shark at the pool table."

Kennedy grumbles something about can't be perfect at everything.

Roman shakes his head and chuckles, "Yeah, as long as it doesn't go to his head."

Kennedy leans out and pokes the imaginary ego bubble around Dean and makes a popping noise. She grins at him. Cass laughs watching them, and then finally drifts back to Enzo and Carmella, clearly trying to give the guys a chance to bond with Kennedy some.

Dean laughs, "Oh, I think you're gonna need something more industrial strength than a needle for that job."

Playfully she raises her eyebrows. "Crowbar? Lead pipe? Maybe a socket wrench." She sits up perky and seems cherry about the list, then sips the beer that she ordered while Dean was taking his shot.

Dean thinks a moment, like he's going over a list in his head, then shrugs, "Wouldn't be the first time I've been hit with at least one of those..."

Kennedy blinks. "Right... death matches... you two psychos." She looks between him and Sami as she moves to take her turn again, Sami and Roman having taken their turns while her and Dean were chatting. This time she only makes one of the shots actually count, but again they are all on the board. Sami is clearly carrying the game.

Dean tosses his darts, hitting everything he was aiming for now that he's used to the crappy darts. He's obviously a bit better than Roman, who isn't all that bad to begin with. He pauses a moment, then looks over at Kennedy, "Alright, I can't take this. Come here a sec." He gestures as he moves to step up to the throwing line once more.

Kennedy raise an eyebrow. "Huh?" She moves to get up and cautiously comes over by Dean.

Sami just laughs. "Can't deal with one of yours going to suck at something. Typical Mox."

Dean rolls his eyes and gives Sami a joking glare, then looks at Kennedy. "Alright, put the side of your foot up to the line there and square up."

Kennedy moves to do what Dean tells her to. "Every time?"

Sami leans and says so only Roman can hear. "You know this is going to get worse before it gets remotely better right?"

Roman shakes his head a little and chuckles. "Always done with Dean."

Dean smirks, "Yeah... every time. I'd tell you to relax, but there's a pretty good chance you would just sit down, SO..." he stands in front of her, so she can see what he does, "So you gotta remember all the throwing you're gonna do is just with your arm, alright? None of this baseball throw stuff, it throws your aim off." he reaches for her wrist to carefully lift her arm up.

Kennedy moves to emulate how he's standing. She tenses when he touches her, blue eyes flashing to look first to his hand then then him but lets him. She raises her arm. "Okay," she nods to him, "so just from the arm." She moves to throw the dart and nails it. "Sweet baby Jesus... I hit it. I hit it!" She squeals far too excitedly and jumps up and down, turning and hugging Dean before realizing it.

Sami shakes his head. "Girl catches on to things really fast. You may have just sealed the death on your bar tab dude."

Dean catches Kennedy and laughs, "Pretty sure all I did was show her a new game she can hustle at. Darts is all in the form…swee" he catches himself before he calls her something again. Roman notices the hug but doesn't say anything, just quirks a brow and files it away.

Kennedy looks at him and grins. "Uh huh... just have to practice now." She freezes realizing he's still holding her. "Uh... you can put me down now. I don't mind kitten or pixie. That's what Cass and Callihan call me."

Sami nods and then tilts his head to the side in that playful manner he has. "And frigid bitch, moody bitch, ice princess, and cock tease..." he grins clearly just poking at her and trying to take the tension out of the situation with her and Dean about the hug.

Dean rolls his eyes and puts Kennedy back down while looking at Sami, "Yeah, pretty sure I'll get knifed for that, and uhm... been there, so not in a damn hurry to go back."

Kennedy moves to the line and throws her next two shots. She hits one and is just a touch off on the other but nowhere as bad as before. "Yes!" She is clearly far more thrilled with this new skill than one would think is normal enthusiasm. She bounces over to Sami and picks up her drink. "Your turn, old man."

Calihan steps up to throw, calling out behind him. "So you all got plans tomorrow night? Figure we could grab a few beers with some of the guys and catch up. You up for it?" He looks to Dean and Roman while walking back and letting Roman have his turn.

"Works for me," Roman nods to him and glances at Dean. "Sound good?" Dean just nods and sips his whiskey. Roman makes the final shot and wins the game.

Sighing, Kennedy reaching into back pocket and takes out a ten handing it to Sami. "Buy them something good." She moves to set up and stretch, the corset top riding up a bit. She wiggles and pulls it back into place. "Sadly, my coach is turning to a pumpkin. I have a really early morning and need to head out." She moves to give Sammi a light peck and hug him. "I'll catch a ride with the terrible trio so you don't have to head out yet." Turning she tosses her fingers up. "Peace out bitches."

Dean's eyes narrow a quick moment before he nods. "See you tomorrow for work." He downs the rest of his glass. "So… how about another round of darts?" His eyes follow Kennedy as she heads to the door with the others.

"Sure… care to put money on it this time?" He grins at Dean and orders two more beers, figuring on a longer night.

OOC Kennedy says, "okay... so figure that was Thursday. Friday, she meets with hunter and does the paperwork. that's when she finds out about the traveling, rooming, and future romantic potential creative could go. she'd be pissed and still sign and do it but need to cool off. Do we want to walk through them learning each other's moves in the afternoon?"

OOC Kennedy says, "is that needed?"

OOC Dean says, "Nah, the boys can probably toss her around like a ragdoll, which is great for her move set... Grab kens, throw at opponent, tornado ddt from nowhere"

OOC Kennedy says, "could do the powerbomb they do and then have her do her finisher from the ropes on it. like Finn's coupe de gras"

OOC Kennedy says, "could they work out a way to do some double dirty deeds?"

OOC Kennedy says, "one on each side"

OOC Dean says, "powerbomb, roman moves, bam."

OOC Kennedy says, "right. could they do the double dirty deeds?"

OOC Dean says, "hmm. double dirty. could work, especially on bigger guys"

OOC Kennedy says, "yeah... and easy for them to be in sync. click click boom"

OOC Kennedy says, "and if she gets caught she's just going to climb them like AJ and go for a strangle out submit"

OOC Kennedy says, "choke or arm bar. either works."

OOC Dean says, "yep, that works. Also, grab them like that so Roman can step over and jack slap the shit out of them"

OOC Kennedy says, "she could do that and then him spear and her do a roll or flip off. crowd would go insane! she needs to be a spider monkey like Rollins was"

OOC Kennedy says, "all agile and feet like Lita"

OOC Dean says, "yep."

OOC Kennedy says, "what are they going to call her. Lawler will name her. the lunatic, the big dog, and?"

OOC Kennedy says, "black widow... widow for short?"

OOC Dean says, "Marvel."

OOC Kennedy says, "grrr"

OOC Kennedy says, "banshee? like she screams and flips out like dean but is all over you fast like a specter"

OOC Dean says, "screaming like a banshee? yeah."

OOC Dean says, "aaaaand it's raining."

OOC Dean says, "I think"

OOC Kennedy says, "yea... going to wait for that to stop before we go out. may put off until tomorrow if it keeps raining like hell today"

OOC Kennedy says, "i can't get wet"

OOC Kennedy says, "so the guys would all go out that Friday night, and the girls likely did their own thing. strippers it is! Sami and dean would get rowdy. dean should drunk dial her."

OOC Dean says, "if we go tomorrow, it should be first thing."

Huh? (Type "help" for help.)

OOC Kennedy says, "that first start of can't' get her off his brain."

OOC Dean says, "lol"

OOC Kennedy says, "so drunk dial #1 next scene."

Kennedy looks at her phone and gives an odd look. She excuses herself from the girls to step out and take it. They assume it's her ex she' trying to see about things with and let it go.

You say, "Uh... Hello? Dean?""

Dean says, "Yeah, hey Kens. okay so I've got this question for you. Alright? Can you pole dance?"

You say, "What? I... where are you?" she sounds completely caught off guard."

Dean says, "At a club. Look, Sami said you all took it for, like... exercise reasons or whatever, and I think he's full of shit but I wanted to check in case this is the /one time/ he's not."

Kennedy runs a hand over her face and stares at the phone a minute. She then puts it back to her ear. "You are so fucking wasted." She can't hide the small bit of laughter mixed in with the annoyed. "Tell Callihan he's a dead man tomorrow when I see him for the game. Yeah... we took the exercise class."

Dean says, "What and take the surprise out of it?" He laughs while he's talking, "No damn way in hell. I owe him for way too much bullshit for that. But, seriously? Like... swinging around on the pole, the whole deal?""

You say, "Are you seriously trying to have a conversation about this? Holy fuck... I'm your damn drunk dial." She just starts laughing. "You are completely trashed, aren't you?""

Dean says, "Probably. I mean, I'm not bad enough that I'm not gonna remember this in the morning, if /that's/ what you're wondering."

You say, "Oh... I bet you will." She can't stop laughing. "So how much money did the little bloodsuckers take from you and Sami tonight?""

Dean says, "Shit, I don't know. I haven't gone to an ATM because I fucking know better, so whatever I brought with me... couple hundred?"

You say, "Oh my god... " She sounds stunned. "Hope you got your money's worth there. Wow... just wow. On that note... I'm going to hang up now and let you get back to uh... whatever and I'm going to go chill with my girls.""

Dean sounds amused, "Not gonna answer, huh? Alright, should see ya tomorrow if you're going to that softball game Lita was going on about."

You say, "yeah... game and then cookout at her place. I did answer!" she sounds playfully offended. "What's the big deal. We took a class and learned to pole dance for the work out cause its serious arm work and that's where most of us are weakest. Yeah... so you can think about that with your drunk on. Me, Baybay, Becky, Car, and Emma swinging around the poles."

Dean laughs, "Yeah, just remember /you/ said it."

You say, "Oh... and tell Sami I'm going show him exactly what I can do with my legs tomorrow." Sami hangs his head over hearing. "I'm a fucking dead man.""

Dean sounds really amused and a bit flirty, "Do I get to see?"

You say, "Oh... you know what. You can have a first-hand experience." she teases him fucking with him while he's trashed."

Roman can clearly be heard laughing in the back ground, then a small struggle with a 'dude, I wasn't done!' followed by, "Oh, yeah you are man. Hey sweet pea. I'm saving him from his own dumb ass before he /really/ shoots himself in the foot. See ya tomorrow."

Kennedy bursts out laughing. "Oh, he'll learn. You can believe that." she kids back with roman.

Dean says, "See? Picking it up already."

You say, "Good night boys..." she gets ready to hang up."

Roman hangs up, though Dean can be heard arguing in the background 'Dude, I was fine'.

OOC Kennedy says, "the girls would send out a twitter and Instagram with the caption "where dem boys at?" she's in a black mini that barely comes down, garters, ripped fish nets, combat boots, black canvas corset like I wore for Angel, and fingerless leather arm warmers. make up done and clearly out with the girls trolling for meeting guys. Carmella looks amazing and Bayley is cute."

OOC Kennedy says, "roman or Sami would show him because he doesn't do media"

OOC Kennedy says, "and that should inspire some serious "guy talk" for a few minutes between dean and Sammi. how dean would seriously hit that"

OOC Dean says, "I'm guessing 'she' is Kennedy"

OOC Kennedy says, "yeah"

OOC Kennedy says, "dean's pretty crude around just guys"

OOC Dean says, "yup"

OOC Kennedy says, "Sami would tell him good luck with that. he's never seen or hear of her fucking any guy on roster or hell any guy period in the time he has known her. he's not even sure her and her ex were fucking."

OOC Dean says, "first time for everything"

OOC Kennedy says, "Sami would tell him she's not the kind of chick you fuck and drop. plus, that would seriously fuck up your ring relation"

OOC Dean says, "yay warnings from both guys to Dean, though he'd probably just feign insult and blow it off"

OOC Dean says, "easier than dealing with the fact that he was in a strip club thinking about some girl lol"

OOC Kennedy says, "she's still on again and off again with her douche ex"

OOC Dean says, "not for long!"

OOC Kennedy says, "Sami would give roman that "i pity you look". he would sigh. he knows what dean is like when he decided on something."

OOC Dean says, "roman would just shrug like he's used to it"

OOC Kennedy says, "okies so break until next scene at baseball game and then Lita's house for cook out and partying."

Logfile from Paige.

OOC Kennedy says, "okies... so the next scene would be the next morning at the ball game Dean and Roman are playing, and likely dean and Sami are hungover some."

OOC Dean says, "yeah, but they're pro at working through it"

OOC Kennedy says, "yeah... just the sunglasses and moaning about it. and lots of water"

Kennedy bounces up to Dean, Sami and Roman when they arrive. She is purposefully shrill and a bit loud. "Good morning boys."

Dean winces behind his sunglasses, then has a long drink of his water, "Yeah right. hey, do us a favor and scale it down about four levels?"

Kennedy bats her eyes innocently. "Oh... why is that? Rough night?" She pouts at Dean and then narrows her eyes. "You're playing short stop, and Roman's got outfield. Sami... you get to catch!" Sami moans and winces, rubbing his ribs already. "I told you she was fucking gonna kill me for letting you call her."

Dean laughs a little, "Yeah? At least you get to sit still and get things thrown at you. I have to run."

You say, "OH... the kill you comes tomorrow. Remember all that talk about my legs boys." She grins and waves with a finger wiggle, then turns and runs back out to the mound to pitch first inning. Her hair is pulled into two punk style ponytails with jack skellington holders. She has her baseball shirt on and jeans with black tennis shoes and skulls on the laces. A black tank is under the shirt. Her nails are also painted a vivid blue with black tips."

Dean sighs and says before heading out to the field, "Man... I get the feeling I'd be paying for something whether I remembered it or not."

Kennedy glances at Dean as he passes and grins evilly.

OOC Kennedy says, "they would play ball and have fun. anything we want to happen during the game?"

OOC Dean says, "nothing I can think of off the top of my head during a softball game."

OOC Kennedy says, "they would win the game and earn the kids a ton of money and habitat for humanity stuff. When they won they'd, all be happy and hyper, she'd hug dean again without thinking about it."

OOC Dean says, "Dean's brain: winning equals attention."

OOC Kennedy says, "pretty much it's worked so far"

OOC Kennedy says, "they would all agree to go clean up and then meet up at Lita's. since Ro and dean don't know how to get there Sami would suggest they ride with him and kens"

OOC Dean says, "works for the boys"

OOC Kennedy says, "so Sami would pick the guys up and then kens. she's now wearing a t-shirt with Alice and the mad hatter on it. Ripped jeans with doc's and her hair still in the pig tails. make up well done and very goth/punk"

Kennedy comes bounding down the stairs of the apartment complex and bounces over to get into the back of the car. "I'm ready." She has a backpack with her and covered dish.

Dean reaches across the backseat and pops the door open, giving it a push so it swings wide for Kennedy then leaning back over against his own door.

Kennedy quirks a brow seeing Dean in the back with her and then just sighs and gets in. "Can you hold this please, and don't let it tip." She moves to hand him the covered dish.

Dean raises an eyebrow at Kennedy from behind his dark sunglasses, then carefully takes the dish, "Sure... uhm... what is it?"

You say, "Dessert... banana pudding. Lita always asks me to make it when she has cook outs." She shrugs."

Dean holds it a little more carefully, "Well damn, alright. Remind me to have some later."

Kennedy laughs. "Yeah, we split up the cooking and stuff. Car and I do dessert. I also help make the French fries and seven-layer salad."

Dean seems to perk up a little, "Oh yeah?" Roman pipes up from the front seat, "Oh, you just said the magic words there, doll, and you don't even know it."

Kennedy looks confused. "Uh... okay... not sure what I did but seems like a good thing." She shrugs.

Roman shakes his head, "He'd eat nothing /but/ fries if he could get away with it..."

Kennedy laughs then and looks at dean. "uh oh. someone's got a weak spot for bad foods..."

Dean shakes his head a little, "Oh come on. like there's not /something/ you just can't fucking resist out there."

Kennedy smirks. "Well of course there is... just might not be a food is all." She shrugs.

Dean raises an eyebrow, then smirks a bit and lets that one slide while he's holding a dish full of pudding on his lap.

Kennedy moves to take the dish back from him once she's situated in the car. "Sami don't drive like a fucking maniac and make me spill shit." She reaches and thumps the back of Calhan's seat.

Roman laughs, "Oh, you're gonna be a laugh a damn minute when Dean's behind the wheel on the road."

Kennedy gives Roman a sassy look. "will I be holding pudding in my lap?"

Roman glances over his shoulder, "I don't know what kinda freaky road trip habits you've got. You could try to tan through the sunroof for all I know." He smirks just a bit.

Kennedy scrunches up her nose. "EEEeeewww. I don't like my food that cooked, why the hell would I want to cook me."

Dean shakes his head, "You never freaking know with some people. you come in a nice shade of orange one day, and I don't think either of us is gonna be able to hold back."

You say, "never going to happen! Eeeeww" She looks at Dean like he got a second head. "What self-respecting goth or punk would do that?""

Dean smirks, "See? Kinda my point. You'd be like... pumpkin spice goth or something."

Kennedy just winces and scrunches her eyes. "That's one...I'll smack you for it later."

Sami dies laughing in the front seat. "Oh... that's adorable."

Dean says, "One? We keeping count here of how many times I'm getting beat once you can put that somewhere safe?""

You say, "Oh yeah..." she nods at him."

Roman chuckles from the front seat, "You're just encouraging him, you know."

You say, "no... I don't know. I mean most people try to avoid being hit by someone and making them upset with them. I didn't know he was like some sado-masochist weirdo. You have to tell me these things, Ro!""

Dean shakes his head, "Seriously? Where in all this did /I/ start getting painted like the freak here?"

Roman just laughs harder, "I /mean/ it's just more attention."

Kennedy looks at Dean and quirks a brow. "Are you denying the fact that you're a freak of some nature?"

Dean smirks, "Uhh... pretty sure /everyone/ is on some level."

You say, "See... so you know you're a freak. No point in denying it." She nods and winks at Roman."

Sami parks the car in front of the house. "And ... everyone out."

Dean shakes his head, then turns to climb out of the car. He pauses a second, in case Kennedy climbs out his side after him.

Roman climbs out and stretches, glancing up towards the house.

Kennedy moves to slide over and climb out on Dean's side. She hands him the covered dish first so she can then easily get out.

Dean takes the dish carefully from Kennedy, "You know that means you are, too, right?"

You say, "No clue what you're talking about. See you said everyone... but I'm someone not everyone." She shrugs and takes the dish back heading towards the house."

Dean smirks as she walks past, then mutters, "Yeah, tell me about it." when he thinks she's out of earshot, then starts following her up with the guys.

You say, "I will, next time I'm shitfaced at one in the morning..." She calls back to Dean, clearly having heard him and heading into the house."

Once Roman comes in there is a "Daddy! Surprise!" scream and JoJo comes flying over to Roman and jumps on him. Kennedy barely dodges out of the way.

Roman looks completely caught off guard. He grins and swings the little girl up into his arms, "Hey sweetie! Well how'd you get here?"

She starts to tell him how mommy drove them down and they got stop and get drinks at the rest place.

Kennedy laughs and shakes her head. "I take it that rabid munchkin belongs to you."

Roman grins broadly, then looks at Kennedy, "Yeah." he looks at the girl in his arms, "JoJo, this is Miss Kennedy. She's gonna be working with your Uncle Dean and I."

Kennedy grins and smiles at the girl in Roman's arms. "I'm going to go ahead and put this in the kitchen and get started on the freak's favorite before it gets too late."

Roman nods and looks at JoJo, saying something about going and finding her mom as they walk off. Dean shakes his head a little, then looks at Kennedy, "I'm guessing Lita called Galina up?"

You say, "Yeah... she mentioned it this morning." She grins watching Roman walk out with JoJo. "That little girl /owns/ him.'"

Dean laughs and walks after Kennedy towards the kitchen, "Yeah, him and about half the people who've met her."

You say, "I have a feeling I will quickly be on that list. I'm a sucker for cute." She sighs and heads to where Lita is in the kitchen. "So... here's the requested banana bourbon pudding. And... where do I find the potatoes?""

Lita tells her and moves to make space at the table for her to peel and cut potatoes.

Dean gives Lita a quick squeeze around the shoulders, "Pretty sure you just became Roman's second favorite person for the day, right behind short stack."

Lita laughs. "I know you all only have a few days off the road to work this stuff out with Kens before back on the road. Figured I would get him as much time as I could. Told Gal they could stay here and cut costs. JoJo loves the pool and my dog anyway." She shrugs. "I even offered to babysit one night if you all want to go out so Kens can meet and get to know Gal better."

Kennedy is busy counting out potatoes and getting a knife to peel them with, she looks up hearing her name. "Huh?"

Dean looks over, "We're plotting your demise, or ours by having you meet Roman's wife, one of the two. I'm a little confused on the details." he smirks at her.

You say, "Oh... well both sound like a fun ride. any chance you want to come help peel potatoes? Means you'll get fries faster." She turns her head to the side and give him her cute face."

Dean chuckles and walks over closer to Kennedy, "Kinda figured I'd get suckered into something if I stood around in the way too long."

You say, "Hey, you're the one that came into the slave pits..." She shrugs and moves to hand him the potato peeler. "Be nice and I'll make seasoned fries.""

Dean takes the peeler and goes to work helping Kennedy with the potatoes, "See, now you're playing with fire."

Kennedy glances up at him. "Only way to play. Go big or go home...all or nothing."

Dean smirks, "Starting to sound like one of us, and you haven't even debuted yet."

You say, "I was like this long before you came around, tough guy." She shakes her head. "I guess maybe I blend with you two a little." she holds up her fingers in that little sort of gesture."

Lita laughs. "Yeah... Like the Grand Canyon's a little hole."

Dean looks past Kennedy at Lita a moment, then back at Kennedy, "Sounds like the peanut gallery's got some strong damn opinions tonight..."

You say, "You say that like it's something out of the ordinary. She's nothing if not opinionated." She gets a wry smile."

Lita hmmphs. "And you're nothing if not psycho."

Dean looks amused and tries to focus on peeling potatoes, "Yeah... you'll blend..."

OOC Kennedy says, "cut scene to after they eat and are cleaning up? I think that was enough establish fit in?"

OOC Dean says, "you"

OOC Kennedy says, "okies so Kens would help clean up and then they would all be sitting out on the screened in porch drinking beers and chilling out."

Kennedy comes out and then flops on the deck, deciding to lean back against the cooler between Dean and Roman, like that's her spot. Galina is sitting with Roman, a very tired JoJo curled up on her lap.

Dean glances down at Kennedy for a moment, then shrugs like he's accepting it as 'her place'.

Kennedy sips her beer slowly. "What? Got an issue with me sitting here?"

Dean raises an eyebrow at her, "If I did, I'd say..." he pauses a moment and sighs, then says, "Nah... I don't have a problem."

Kennedy smirks at him. "So ... if you aren't bitching about it, then everything is fine. Got it."

Dean looks like he's about to say something, but Roman cuts in and says, "If he's got a problem, we'll hear about it one way or another."

Kennedy nods. "Okay. got it." She grins up at Dean. "And you have to cut me slack tonight. I'm your favorite person. I made you seasoned fries."

Dean narrows his eyes almost playfully at Kennedy, "Tonight only, you get off easy."

Kennedy glares right back at him. "So, do you... I'm not taking out what you owe me until tomorrow?"

OOC Kennedy says, "statement not a question."

Dean slowly smirks, "Oh yeah? So, I shouldn't take this as an opportunity to rack up a few more points, huh?"

Kennedy shrugs. "You can if you want, but they're gonna come back to haunt you tomorrow. I mean... you did kinda earn it." She nods to him and sips her beer slowly again. Galina leans in and gets the updated story of what they're talking about from Roman. Lita already heard it in the kitchen.

Dean looks like he's thinking about that one for a moment, then shrugs in that 'not arguing' kind of way, "So, how you planning on making me regret it?"

You say, "Oh... tomorrow. You don't remember our discussion about my legs?""

Kennedy bats her eyes at him.

Dean says, "I could think of a few new ones if it'd help."

Kennedy glances at JoJo and then Dean. "Really? You're really gonna go there with a kid in the room?" She punches him in the arm.

Dean rubs at his arm, "Hey! Now look who's being a bad influence, huh? Hitting people when they're trying to pay you some compliments..."

You say, "Oh... is that how you want to play this off. Well then let's hear them." She crosses her arms."

Dean laughs, "Uhh yeah... considering you're looking at crushing the life out of me with those legs that don't stop, I'm /not sure/ that's in my best interests."

Kennedy blinks at him. "Don't stop? wow... you just don't know when to save yourself do you?" She looks at Roman. 'He has no sense of survival."

Roman shakes his head, "I think his way of being sure he makes it through is making sure he can take a few more hits and not trying to get out of the way of them..."

Galina is laughing so hard JoJo tells her to stop moving. She tells roman she wants him to film tomorrow if it's like this training.

Roman grins and lets her know that he'll make sure it doesn't get missed.

Kennedy goes to say something and stops where her phone buzzes. She gets a furrowed brow look and just stands up moving to take it and head inside for privacy. "Hey... what's up?"

Both Sami and Lita get that "oh no... and arrrgh... look". Sami calls out. "If that's Doucheous Maximus, tell him I said hi."

Kennedy just glares at Sami as she shuts the sliding door and heads further into the house.

Dean slowly sits forward in his chair, "Something I should know?"

Lita and Sami look back and between one another. Lita sighs. "It's really her place to say something if she wants the two of you in her business."

Sami nods. "Yeah. What Lita means is that's likely her ex and he's a douche. Like the kind that laid hands on her once and has a few seriously bad habits douche. Guy makes us look tame back in our bad phase, bro." He looks to Dean.

Dean looks like he might actually growl just thinking about it. His leg starts bouncing and he looks towards the sliding glass door, as if contemplating something.

Lita looks at him. "Ambrose... not a smart move. She'll just get pissed and take up for him. We don't want to drive her to defend him."

Sami shrugs. "She's got to make her own choice on this one, man. Believe me I've thought about kicking his ass a time or two."

Dean rolls his eyes and throws himself back in his chair angrily. His leg keeps right on bouncing as a clear sign of how agitated he is. "So, if that's her ex, why the heck's she taking his calls?"

Lita sighs. "They've been seeing each other and talking about getting back together maybe... if he's really cleaned up his act some."

Dean shakes his head in annoyance, "Yeah right..."

Sami shrugs. "Something better could always come along and change her mind. Might just take the right guy."

Kennedy come out towards the porch, the phone covered up on her shoulder. "Hey, Sami, I need a quick ride over to Finn's."

OOC Kennedy says, "edit"

Kennedy come out towards the porch, the phone covered up on her shoulder. "Hey, Sami, I need a quick ride over to Devaney's."

Sami looks around at the others a moment.

Dean raises an eyebrow, "You bailing?"

You say, "Yeah. I may be back in a few if you all are still here. I just need to go see someone and get some things straightened out. I just need a ride up or I can grab a cab.""

Dean looks conflicted for a moment, then says, "Well... tell you what, if you can give directions and if Sami will trust me with his car, I'll drive you up. And back if you're fast enough."

You say, "I don't know how long I'll be. I mean... could be a while." She shrugs and looks to Sami. 'You cool with that?""

Sami quirks a brow to Dean and then nods. "Yeah sure, I'd trust Mox with my life why not my car.' he tosses Dean the keys. "Take as long as you need bro. I'm gonna be here a while."

Dean catches the keys and pushes to his feet. "Whenever you're ready."

Kennedy moves to talk into the phone while heading for the door. She nods bye to the others. "Okay... yeah... Ambrose is going to drive me. Ambrose... Dean... remember I told you the two guys I'm going to be working in ring with now?"

The guy on the phone sounds annoyed, upset, and drunk. Dean's heard the type before.

Dean walks over like he's going to follow Kennedy out.

Kennedy leads him out to the car and keeps talking. "Look I gotta go if you want me to get there, okay? We can talk about it when I'm there." She listens to him be upset a few more minutes. "Really... I'll be there in a few. Okay?" She listens again and nods instinctively. "Okay. See ya soon. Bye."

Kennedy climbs in the passenger side and just pts her head back and sighs heavy.

Dean starts the car, then glances over at her, "I suck at this, so I'm seriously not meaning to be offensive or anything here... but... you gonna be alright?"

Kennedy looks at him a minute, like she's caught off guard and trying to figure something out. "Huh? Yeah... I'll be fine. Just drama. My ex and I are on shaky ground about deciding if this is rally it this time. And... well... he just found out second hand that I'm going to be hitting the road with you and Ro."

Dean nods a little, putting the address in the GPS so he can get her where she's going, "So you're sayin' it's one of those 'on off' kinda things, and I'm guessing he's pissed you didn't talk to him first about it. Am I close?"

Kennedy leans back in the seat, closing her eyes again, clearly stressing this. "Yeah... pretty much on the money with a heaping dose of jealousy, inferiority and feeling threatened."

Dean shakes his head a little, "Pretty sure those come with the whole 'getting famous and you're not' package, Kens..."

You say, "Yeah, well... I just need to talk to him and explain why I hadn't told him yet. I mean fuck it's only been like two days." She shakes her head and looks out the window."

Dean smiles a little, trying to keep his voice relaxed as much as he can, "Well... 'it's been two days' is a good start... 'wasn't calling anyone while pitching like a boss this afternoon at softball' is another."

Kennedy glances at him. "what do you mean? He knows I play ball with the people I work with. He's just freaking cause you guys are on tv and famous and shit." She rolls her eyes.

Dean shakes his head a little, "I mean the hole 'not saying anything for two days' part... you know?" he glances at her a moment, then back to the road, "Wait... this guy is freaking over me and Roman?"

You say, ""

You say, "Okay... so the girl you want back is suddenly going to leave town for an average of 300 days a year, AND she's going to be on the road with two of the hottest and most sought-after men in the WWE. Both of which have reps as being heartbreakers.""

Kennedy glances at Dean.

Dean feels the need to point out, "One of which is married with one of the most adorable kids on the fucking planet, but no, I get your point, Kens... I'm just making sure that we're the issue on this one."

You say, "There's a few issues, this is just more or less the icing on the cake. It's a long story... don't worry about it. I mean not like we're that close yet that we need to be in each other's drama.""

Dean shrugs his shoulders, "Sure... if you say so. I mean... you're only hitting the road with us in a few days, right?"

Kennedy looks at him. "Yeah... and that doesn't make us best friends forever or anything at the moment, right? I mean what if after a week we all find out this doesn't work and we can't stand one another?"

Dean says, "Then we put on our game faces, go out there, put on a good damn show for the crowd, then go our own ways once the cameras are off. Really don't see it happening, but that's pretty much how it's done."

Kennedy moves and turns to look at him, leaning on the door. "This whole... three of us being the three musketeers. It's really like a huge thing to you, isn't it? that whole close-knit ties."

Dean smirks, "Look... Roman's like the brother I never fucking had, okay? I mean, his folks invite me down for thanksgiving, for fuck's sake. It's what we were before until Seth went and /fucked/ it up. So yeah... kind of a big damn deal to me."

Kennedy nods. "Okay... I get it. You want me to fill the hole that Seth made. And by the way that man is a serious reason Darwinism should still be in effect."

Dean slowly grins, then laughs a bit, "Okay, yeah. yeah, he is. But... no, it's not just to fill some hole. I don't... want you just feeling like you're Seth's replacement or something, alright? You're not."

You say, "Uh... I'm much cooler and far cuter than he ever was. Not to mention...my hair is immensely nicer." She nods and half seriously looks at Dean. She then smiles at him. "We've got this. It'll be okay, alright? Stop worrying about it, tough guy.""

Dean laughs, "Yeah right... you figure out a way to keep me from obsessing over things that piss me off, you be sure to let Roman know."

Kennedy tilts her head. "What's pissing you off?" She sounds sincere as she directs him where to pull into the shopping center. "Maybe I can help you sort it."

Dean raises an eyebrow at her after parking the car, "Might be a shorter list of who isn't."

Kennedy smirks and shakes her head. "Thanks for driving me here. Means a lot right now." She smiles at him. "I should probably head in before things get worse."

Dean looks at her for a moment, "Sure thing. I'll hang out a while alright? Just let me know when you're ready to roll out and I'll try... /try/ not to make some joke out of it."

You say, "I could be awhile. I mean... not sure what it's going to take to get him to calm the hell down and get that this isn't going to be like he's saying and shit.""

Dean shrugs, "So? I've got a phone, the stereo and there's a bunch of places to grab some quick food around here. Just call if I'm not out here. Alright?"

Kennedy nods she moves to get out of the car. She then stops and turns to look at him. "Why are you doing this?"

Dean looks confused at her, "What? Being nice?"

Kennedy shrugs. "Just wasn't expecting you to go out of your way like this. Thanks." She smiles at him and move to shut the door and head into the bar.

OOC Kennedy says, "she would be gone a good like two hours. Finally, he' get a text. "Your probs are gone and that's cool. If you are let me know and I'll grab a cab.""

OOC Dean says, "she'd get a text back about giving the drive-thru guy at the chicken place a cheap thrill when he grabbed a bite, but he's there."

Kennedy would walk out and move to get in the car. She'd be leaning her head on her hand towards the window, make up gone and clearly was crying some. "Can you just give me a ride back to my place please?

Dean raises his eyebrows at her then starts the car up, "Wherever you wanna go. Just point the way."

Kennedy gives him directions to her place. she asks to pull through the Wendy's on the way and gets a frosty and double cheeseburger. She doesn't talk much and looks out the side window.

Dean pulls into her place, then looks over at her, "Look, uhm... pretty sure you don't, but... want me to walk you up?"

You say, "It' snot that I don't, just wouldn't be a good idea. I don't want to ruin your night and you should head back to hang out with the others. I've already kept you away enough and messed things up enough for one night.""

Dean shrugs his shoulders, "Not going to ruin my night walking you to your door."

You say, "Yeah it will but you can if you want." She moves to get out of the car and shut the door. She heads to where the stairs and door into the lobby area are and waits for him. She's careful to keep him on one side of her and not turn he face to him."

Dean climbs out of the car and walks up with her. He looks a little curious at her, as if recognizing some kind of behavior, but doesn't bring it up.

Kennedy leads him up to her place she opens the door and moves to head in. 'You want to come in a for a few? I mean least I can do is get you a drink for doing all this."

Dean glances back down the hallway a moment, then at her, "Yeah... alright."

You say, "You don't have to. I mean I get it if you want to head back to Lita's with the others. I'm sure they are still there for a few.""

Dean shakes his head, "No, it's cool. Trust me, Sami's used to me taking his car for a night." He smirks at her.

Kennedy moves to let him in then. She turns to shut and lock the door, then heads to the kitchen area. "So... beer or scotch?"

Dean smirks, "Damn, I really did get it right. Just a beer though is fine."

Kennedy laughs softly. 'Yeah... good guess. Most people wouldn't think scotch first try." She gets them each a beer. She also wets a towel with some cold water and puts an ice pack in it from the fridge. She moves to put that on her face. She turns and hands Dean the beer and opens hers and takes a long sip.

Dean takes the beer, then chews on his lip a moment, "Okay... I can't not notice the elephant in the room here, so... I'm guessing he didn't like what you had to say at first?"

You say, "Told you it'd ruin your night." She smirks at him. 'Nope... at first we were talking and things went well. he calmed down and I thought he got it. When I said i was going to head back to Lita's he wanted to give me a ride. I told him it was cool that a friend was driving me back. Then he started up and lost it... I'm the whore of Babylon and the root of all things evil in the world. he was pretty fucked up too...I'm guessing rolling.""

Dean raises his eyebrows, "Uhh, you probably saved both your damn lives. I'm not gonna lie to you on that one, and I'm not talking about driving on shit. Assuming you made it in one piece, if Roman caught him on something in the same house as JoJo, we'd be digging a hole and coming up with an alibi."

Kennedy smirks. "yeah... not to mention the nice shiner. Figured Daddy wasn't going to be having any of this, so just came back here." She gestures for him to join her on the small couch int he apartment. It's pretty sparsely furnished. There is one piece that stands out. A curious cabinet filled with various fairies, including but not limited to Tinkerbelle.

Dean glances at the curio on his way over to the couch. He takes a sip of his beer, then says as a conversation breaker for her, "That where you got the 'pixie' nickname?"

Kennedy smiles and nods, flopping down on the couch not quite in the middle but close. "Yeah... I collect them. One of the few things I keep around really."

Dean says, "Well... pretty sure they'll tag you with something else once they've seen you go a couple times. I mean, Lawler's pretty good at tagging people with names and not meaning to, but I really doubt we'll be 'The Big Dog', 'The Lunatic Fringe' and 'The Pixie'."

Kennedy just starts laughing. "Yeah... just doesn't have that intimidation factor to it. huh?" She sighs and flops back, putting her head on his lap and think a minute looking up. "Why does life have to go from like great to sucktastic in zero point five seconds?"

Dean shakes his head, looking down at her, "Usually? Because someone else fucked around with it."

Kennedy laughs. "Yeah... Alaria. Alaria apparently noticed Craig at the bar and took it upon herself to ask him how he was dealing with me running around with the two of you and leaving for the road in a few days." She rolls her eyes. "Bitter much."

Dean looks confused, then honestly asks, "Who the hell is Alaria?"

Kennedy nearly chokes on her beer, she starts laughing so hard. She has to sit up. "Oh my god... that's too fucking funny."

Dean smirks at her, "No seriously. who the fuck are we talking about here?"

You say, "Alaria is the blonde that you all looked at first the other day in the Performance center. You almost were stabled with her. Then she was hitting on you at the bar the other night when we were shooting pool and stuff.""

Dean nods in recognition, "/Oh/... Get-Your-Tits-Out Barbie. Gotcha. So seriously? She caused this bullshit?"

You say, "Yeah, but no really knowing if he did it as much on purpose as she got bang for her buck. I think she was more just being a bitch and trying to make him think about me being gone or make him jealous. She didn't know he hadn't a clue I was going yet." She moves to adjust the ice on her cheek. "he thinks I'm going to give up on hearing him out and seeing if things get better cause of you all now. I'm going to get all stuck up and famous and shit." She clearly is annoyed again. "I don't know it was all bullshit and when I told him to calm down and tried to reassure him again it got bad. fast."