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[hopeitsworthit]

There are days that it really ain't worth getting out of bed. Dean's kinda hoping tomorrow isn't gonna be one of those days, because today was pretty shitty.

Goddamn crazy-ass shapeshifters turning into movie monsters is no one's idea of a good time

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[raptorcanaria]

"Nice pants."

:D

What Dinah - who is sitting at the bar, munching on pork dumplings - really means is 'nice calfs'. We'll leave it to Dean to figure out that piece of subtext.

[hopeitsworthit]

"Aw, thanks," Dean says.

Sarcasm should be his middle name.

He's turning to look at Dinah just as he says, "Nice -- "

" -- Yeah, okay, I got nothin'."

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah arches both eyebrows, pressing her lips together in something that's too close to a smile to be properly hurt.

"Really? I think I'm insulted."

[hopeitsworthit]

It takes his brain a couple more seconds to pick up the slack.

"What can I say, too much of a good thing and I panic."

He tries cracking a grin, just to see how that works.

What?

It's been a hell of a day.

[hey35nholding]

Dean doesn't know Clem, but Clem feels like she knows Dean after all the staring she's been doing.

"Is there some kind of Oktoberfest thing going on?"

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean turns to look at the winner of his unofficial game of The $64,000 Question.

Huh.

He musters up half of a crooked grin.

"Pretty much, yeah. Thank God it ain't goin' on here, that's all I'm gonna say."

Now if Bar would just give him some jeans . . .

[hey35nholding]

Clementine's relieved she isn't having some kind of acid flashback. "I guess bar caught you at a bad time. Unless you've got a career as a Bavarian stripper."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Yeah, I'm gonna go with 'no' on that one, sweetheart."

He's heard worse, but --

God, do they have Bavarian-themed male strippers?

Strike that, Dean so does not want to know.