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[belligerency]

[a tired and visibly sleep-rumpled Dean wanders into the kitchen, searching for some food and his morning coffee. but looking up, he sees -- o hay, who's that already in the kitchen?]

'Morning, Rose. Been a while since we've had you in El Casa Winche --

Uh.

[he dons an honest, slightly nervous smile, flattening his OMGBEDMUSSED hair] -- Uh, hey, Rose. How's it goin'?