The Universe's Mixer

Her ankle was getting better. She was down to a small, stubborn limp but without the ace bandage. She refused to give in to more than that. She was still glad that the healing circle had taken care of the knee or she'd have been in much worse condition. She still needed to call Lindsey and thank him again for being so nice after appearing in front of his truck. Dean she was trying not to think about at all, pain in the ass that he was. And she needed to have lunch with Dinah again soon. Her social schedule rolled around in her head trying to organize itself as she made her way into the coffee shop that was swiftly becoming her favorite if only for those peppermint mochas!

Coffee and scone acquired she went into the dining area to find a table and blinked at what she saw. Oh it wasn't the crowd of shoppers that surprised her, it was the man in the hat and sunglasses that brought out a small chuckle from her. She wormed her way through the crowd in that direction then smiled when she reached his table.

"Hello, Jack." The smile became a bit of a smirk. "I take you are off the clock at the moment so I'm assuming I don't have to call you Mr. Mayor?"

He was cuffed to a chair by two pretty women after they had drugged him then undrugged him. Normally, this might be a dream come true for Jensen, but this was an interrogation. They hadn't gotten around to the actual torture but he did have one of them rifling through his pants. That counts!

"All right, look." He gave them both a bland smile. "We all know where the drive is. There is only one way it's coming to light. There are three choices here. Fred here can continue pawing my lap which don't think I don't appreciate even if it is a little rougher than I prefer, but I'm open to experimentation in being a bottom. Fishnets there could go after the drive, but I think that's rougher than any man can handle. Or," he jangled the cuff against the arm of the chair.