WORDSMITH
WOW: pole. Sam is a bit of a wordsmith, and he has more than words in common with the most famous wordsmith ever. Dean's not impressed.
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"Hey Dean, wanna go to the theatre tomorrow?"
"Again? We went to the theatre last month."
"No Dean, that was a pole dancing club."
"Well, same thing, kinda."
"Whatever, Dean. So, theatre. Tomorrow?"
"Dunno Sam, what's on?"
"Well… there's lots of killing in it."
"Cool."
"And a French princess."
"Sounds promising?"
"And a big battle. Called Agincourt."
"Wait a minute… this sounds old, Sam. Is it history stuff?"
"Yeah. Henry the Fifth."
"Is that Shakespeare? I can't understand a damn word, he doesn't even write in freaking English."
"Dean, Shakespeare IS English. He introduced 1,700 words to the English language."
"Was one of them no, goddamn, or way?"
*sigh* "I don't know Dean."
"Well, no goddamn way!"
"Oh, come on Dean, it's a night out. I really want to see this performance, and I don't want to go on my own."
"But, Sam, I'll be bored…"
"Sam…"
"Sam, don't do it. I forbid it…"
"Don't give me those puppy dog eyes…"
"Sam…"
"ALRIGHT! I'll go then. But you're watching the Porky's marathon with me next weekend."
"Hah, thanks Dean!"
"Hmmph."
"Dean, did you know Shakespeare invented the phrase 'puppy dog'? In King John, Act 2, scene 1."
"Great. I hate him even more now."
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