Der Waffle Haus, Sunday evening

Oct 28, 2007 19:26

Dean was still trying to figure out what exactly he'd be saying to his father to convince the man to let him and Sam stick around. Years of training and adapting had made it so he felt most comfortable with that sort of thought either behind the wheel of the Impala, or sitting at a diner booth, so here he was, in his usual booth at Der Waffle Haus ( Read more... )

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Dean and John exmarinecrap October 28 2007, 23:36:57 UTC
John stopped in at Der Waffle Haus for dinner and wasn't surprised to find Dean there. He sat down at the booth with his son. "Hello," he said.

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Re: Dean and John givemethehunt October 28 2007, 23:40:58 UTC
Dean tried not to look nervous. "Heyyyyy Dad. You want a coffee? Let me get you a coffee. Hey, Kiffany, get this man a coffee!"

Kiffany looked up. "He a cop?"

"Um, no,"

"Then you're payin' for his."

"That's fine, Kiff."

He shot John another nervous grin. "It's good coffee. . . ."

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Re: Dean and John exmarinecrap October 28 2007, 23:47:34 UTC
John waited until Kiffany was out of earshot. "Telling people you're a cop? Pretty risky in a town this size, especially when you're sticking around."

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Re: Dean and John givemethehunt October 28 2007, 23:53:26 UTC
Dean swallowed. "Yeah, that's what Sam said, too." He let out a breath and pulled out his badge, setting it on the table. "So it's probably a good thing it's legit. . . ."

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