"I'm here aren't I? I'm asking you nicely." Bela rolled her eyes at his description of glorified horror porn. "You mean you don't see enough gore in real life?" Bela was teasing Dean, as evidenced by the smile playing on her lips. It was weird to be teasing him when she was normally too focused on getting money. Money could buy everything, but she didn't need to try and buy her way out of her deal for now. Bela shifted so that her body was facing Dean, ignoring the sounds of the movie from the screen. Dean was nicer to look at rather than guts and gore anyway. "Don't say I'll stay here forever, that'd actually be the worst thing imaginable. Do you know my room has no silk sheets? It's like I'm... camping."