There was a brief-or maybe not quite so brief-flash of jealousy at that. Mary looked over at Johnny once they'd gotten into the kitchen, eyebrows raised.
"You woke up in bed with someone too?"
Perhaps the too was ill-advised, but she wasn't exactly thinking at the moment. She'd heard her mom's story about waking up with an elephant in the kitchen and she knew how she'd woken up, but she supposed she hadn't given much thought to how her father or Johnny might have woken up on this planet. Now, she wasn't sure she wanted to know how Dean might have woken up here. Assuming he was here.
"Coffee?" she offered, trying to cover the subtle show of emotion that had crept into her tone with the question.