[ Phil is sitting on a chair that looks a little something like
this. The mirror behind him shows just about as much as you'd expect it to when everyone is trapped in a bunker without reflective surfaces. ]
Telly's out and I'm sorta bored, so...
[ He flips open a
suitcase. ]
Free tattoo anyone?
Oh.]
...you have got to be kidding me.
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[ Hang on, kissing needs to happen for a moment.
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Okay, done. ]
Why state the obvious, right?
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[Adorable slap on the back of the head.]
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[ Phil is leering as per usual, although this time his interest in Smith's body is a different one entirely. ]
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[Oh crap.]
...I'm not getting one.
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[ ~Smirk~ ]
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Both of these things hurt, though.
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[ Snerk. ]
...Wow, I never thought I'd hear myself say that.
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It's not funny. I don't want a needle near me, and if I did I wouldn't know what to get.
[Because an anti-possession pentagram isn't going to help him.]
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Sure, and while I'm at it I'll put a red light outside the apartment door.
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You always know just what to say.
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Can't we keep the current number of Objects To Stick In Dean at one?
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[ The leer is toned down to a regular smirk and Phil gives the tattoo gun in his hand a spin. ]
How about some.... anti... demon... painting... thing?
[ That is the scientific term for Winchester's body art, right? ]
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I don't want one, Phil. You know my tolerance for pain is horrible.
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