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The thing about being on the road is you never knew where you'd end up. As it so happened, Dean and Sam were staying at a nearby motel and Dean wanted a drink in a major way. It had been a long day. Sam decided to stay behind and read and so Dean set out on his own. He left the Impala behind as it was just a short walk and a well lit night.
Dean walked into the cantina, ordered a beer and settled on a seat off near a corner. He sat down, leaning back in his chair and took a nice long cool drink.
Dean walked into the cantina, ordered a beer and settled on a seat off near a corner. He sat down, leaning back in his chair and took a nice long cool drink.
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Yes, John knows very well abut the Dean tendency to flirt first and ask questions later.
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"Something I said?"
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He smirks. "Got a better suggestion?"
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"Remember, no getting drunk," warns the furry waitress softly.
"I'm not going to get drunk on one and a half beers, even if the one's a Newfie beer." He takes it and thanks her, then hands the other to Dean. "Have a Black Horse."
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He takes the beer and pops the cap and takes a drink. "Much better."