Dean made a face. His lips pressed together into that line they were fond of. He'd been back, too, but only to see the curiosities tent. Fuck the fair. If he didn't have to go, he wasn't going.
Of course, he knew he was going to have to go. Just was putting it off.
He grinned at her last comment, though. "Mazel tov," Dean said. "You saying that makes you officially a hunter."
He gave her a quick wink. "I hate to say it, but I wanna go back to the fair. There's a corn maze. I'm thinking it's... not a corn maze."