The door dinged behind them as they entered and John spotted his eldest immediately.
The good hunter that he is – he was sat in the far right booth of the place, his back to the wall, both the kitchen door and front entrance in his sights.
So naturally as soon as the door swung closed behind them, Dean saw them. His face went from confusion to worry to wary in the space of a few minutes.
John could feel Sam hovering nervously by his shoulder.
"Go make our order yeah?"
Sam took one glance between his brother and father before scurrying off to the counter.
Dean watched John's advance from start to finish, by the time John had grabbed a chair and brought it to the end of their table Dean's date had noticed she no longer had the boys attention and was staring curiously at John.
"Dad?" Dean asked, his gaze flickering back to Sam who was at the counter.
"Evening Dean."
"Everything alright?"
"Oh everything's fine. Me and your brother thought we'd pop out for a bite to eat. You know – seen as his plans for this evening had to be postponed."
Dean caught John's censure and winced. He opened his mouth for an apology, an explanation. John didn't know and didn't want to hear it so immediately turned to the red head sat in the booth.
"I am sorry for my son's manners. I'm John Winchester, Dean's father."
John shot her his best heart winning, knee bending smile and he watched as the girls features visibly softened.
"Oh, Mr. Winchester – so nice to meet you sir."
"Please, call me John."
"Of course… John."
"And what is your name gorgeous?"
Dean watched the whole scene his face a sweet mixture of mortification and outrage as his date, who he had worked hard to woo, melted into a pile of goo at his fathers feet.
"Um.. Dad?" All three occupants of the table turned to see the youngest Winchester with a takeout bag in hand. "Our food's done."
"Ah well." John sighed, pushing himself up from his seat, "We'll leave you two kids to it. Have a good night. Sam – say goodnight to the pretty lady."
Dean sent his brother a glare that promised if he so much as uttered a word there would be hell to pay so Sam just raised a hand in a small wave.
Dean watched as his father and brother finally left the dinner and turned back to his date… who was still looking over her shoulder watching the pair leave.