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[gavemea_45]

The front door opens - and then promptly stops mid-movement, as though whoever's on the other side is holding on to it and waiting for something.

"You go ahead, Sammy. I'm gonna see what I can find out about this Grimm dude."

"A tree fell on him almost two hundred years ago, Dean. What's there to check out?" Exasperation is clear in his tone,

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[cutting_edgex23]

X is frowning at him from her seat not all that far away.

And after a few moments she stands up and moves toward him.

"What is Treebeard?"

[gavemea_45]

"It's, he's, um -- he's this guy from a book." A beat. "A guy who's a tree. Sort of."

Yeah. That'll clear things up.

"Hi, Laura."

[cutting_edgex23]

"Oh. But he is not a mutant."

It is only half a question.

And a moment later --

"Hello. Sam."

[gavemea_45]

"No, no," he says hastily. "He's an Ent."

Awkward silence.

"I don't think they're real, anyway. Not really."

[jane_becomes]

Jane had been quite lost in her book and startles when he enters then debates if she should speak to him again or not. She would have preferred a chance to ask Dean something about his brother before approaching him again.

The end result is that Sam is getting a rather worried and strong glare over her book, The History of Tom Jones, A Foundling.

[gavemea_45]

A glare that strong's enough to bore a hole in the back of a guy's head, in its way.

Maybe that's why he shrugs his shoulders uneasily and looks around.

What the--

"Um. Hi."

[jane_becomes]

"Good evening to you."

The book is closed with a snap and she stands up but does not come much closer,

"Do you have any explanation for your horrible manners of our last meeting?"

[gavemea_45]

Oh, shit.

"Um."

Sam looks suddenly uneasy.

"I, uh -- I might? Depending on when it was?"

[coconutextract]

"What was that about trees?"

She's laying out on one of the couches, her legs long enough to drape over one arm.

[gavemea_45]

"Treebeard," Sam says. "Er, or the tree from two hundred years ago that fell on a guy, take your pick?"

He gives her a quick grin.

"Hey, Izzie."

[coconutextract]

"Sam."

A pause, while one of her feet idly dances back and forth to the iPod bud that's blaring music in her left ear.

"You look good."

[gavemea_45]

"So do you," he says, without thinking. "Um, I mean -- like you're having fun, and all."