Watch what you say to goddesses (Aidan)
Dean leaned against the bar, a pint of something in hand. His friend had promised him a little fun; he needed a distraction. Somehow he was in Boston, not his Boston as far as they could tell, but his friend's. Or that's what they thought. It seemed the right place, but none of his housemates were around as far as they could tell. Dean needed something to keep his mind of the lack of brother and angel.
"So, you okay in here?" The hunter shifted his gaze from a small group of mostly attractive women to the guy beside him. He smiled slightly at him. "What with the warm bodies and all that shit? Not going to go mad? I don't wanna have to stake you here in front of everyone, do I?" He actually smiled, showing just how much he was joking.
"You know, Aidan. This isn't so bad." He motioned to the bar. It had taken the vampire a little while to get Dean out of the house for anything that wasn't hunting or family related. It was nice to have a drink and maybe find a quick lay.