Who: Jo Harvelle and Sam Winchester What: Eating, drinking, chatting, whatever else Where: Lou's When: Monday evening Warnings: Not likely Status: Closed
Sam didn't mind the rain, though he shook himself off when he went into Lou's. He ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back from his face, and giving the ends a squeeze to dispell some of the water that collected. He shrugged his shoulders, water rolling off his jacket before he made his way to a booth.
He sat so he could see the door, and flag Jo down when she came in. He knew she wouldn't keep him waiting long, and he wasn't disappointed. "Given the weather I should have just brought half the liquor store to your place," he said with a wry sort of smile.