Seahorse Cabin, Sunday Morning/Afternoon

[carter_i_am]

Sam stretched out on the grass, reading. Occasionally she sipped from a bottle of water. She was immensely botherable.

[ooc: Open to all.]

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[saltandammo]

Everything having been successfully got in place in the alcoves, Dean wandered outside to see where everyone not setting up pranks had got to.

[fates_jaye]

"Sleep okay?" Jaye greets him, completely oblivious.

[saltandammo]

"Last night?" He grinned and plopped down on the grass. "Yeah. Less noisy."

[fates_jaye]

"I could buy you earplugs, you know," she suggests. "A little prezzie."

[saltandammo]

"Or I could buy you a gag," Dean counteroffered. He paused. "Two gags, one for you and one for Alec."

[fates_jaye]

"Dirty," Jaye tells him.

[saltandammo]

Dean lifted an eyebrow. "Considering the subject at hand, pretty sure dirty is a given, sweetheart."

[fates_jaye]

"Well, you just upped the dirty quotient, though. It's now inherently dirtier."

[saltandammo]

Dean made a show of considering. "No, I'm pretty sure actually doing is inherently dirtier than just talking so..." He grinned at her.

[fates_jaye]

"Well, I haven't done that, so talking about it still dirtier," she points out.

[saltandammo]

"Having sex while people are trying to sleep ten feet away is inherently dirtier than me offering to buy you a gag or two." He paused, thinking about it. "Also, cause and effect."

[fates_jaye]

"It was late!" she says, even thought the defense didn't work before. "What's the alternative? The woods? I could have gotten a tick. Do you want me covered in ticks?"

[saltandammo]

"Just to be certain... We're... talking the insect here and not the big blue teacher that's wandering around...?"

[fates_jaye]

Jaye stares at him.

Someone in Fandom has actually made Jaye Tyler speechless.

[saltandammo]

"Because it really changes the mental image, y'know?"

[fates_jaye]

"THE ACTUAL BUG NOT THE TEACHER," Jaye answers, still weirded out.