"I like s'mores." Selina smirked, raising her head and resting her chin on his arm. "You need a marshmallow for them... so, I guess you'll do." It was always easy to joke with Dean. She could banter and play off everything he said, but it wasn't defensively. Things were different around him. It terrified her still, but she must have been too stupid to pull back out of it while she had the chance.
She pulled back when he cut the engine, slipping out of her heels and leaving them on the floor. At the comment her eyes rolled, her head turning to give him that annoyed look of hers.
"Don't tell me you want me to tell you how handsome you are." Selina said. "Because, I'm sure you know it. Unless you need me to remind you."