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[ Sam or no Sam, Sasha or no Sasha, Dean was going to infiltrate the Devil's Compass and spruce up the place a bit. Mostly with the addition of a record player. Yes, you got that right. A record player.
He much preferred tapes, but, eh... might as well go for the good stuff. The new billiard table was going to have to wait. He needed help for that.
Flicking on the feed, the nice, soft dulcet tones of Nirvana filter over the line even as Dean pops into view. ]
Hey! Don't know about you, but I thought the place could use a bit of cheering up down here. Who wants to join me for a few drinks and some music? I'll man the bar if Sam doesn't. Just don't expect me to make anything fancier then a beer. I ain't making any of that fruity crap.
[ and... yeah. There goes Dean. See you guys at the Compass! ]