Sam Winchester & Sue Storm
"Just under six-five," he told her. "Close enough that I can claim it actually," he said with a smile. He was used to people commenting on his height. And to think, he'd been a runt until he'd had that final growth spurt at 17.
He smiled a little. He remembered seeing her at the club a few times. He had a good memory for faces, and usually for what people ordered. He couldn't remember her ordering from him, though, but that didn't really mean anything.
"I'm familiar with your brother, I think. But I don't really know him."