Now there were some words Jo hadn't pictured coming out of Dean's mouth. A slow grin spread across her face. It still hadn't sunk in yet that they were... whatever they were. She was just enjoying it, and trying not to overthink things too much.
That was a pretty easy thing to avoid, given that there was so much else going on and she felt like she'd barely seen him lately. That was quite the feat, given that they were literally sharing a bed. But sometimes it seemed like they kept missing each other, or like they were only at the motel to sleep.
"A date would be nice," she said, looking at the flier. Her smile faded ever so slightly when she realized that there probably wasn't such thing as a normal event here.
"Or by date, do you mean 'investigate the fair that's a little too close to the Hellmouth?'"