Vala beamed at Dean, biting down on the tip of her tongue so that combined with her pigtails, she looked like a very naughty, mischievous five year old.
"Well, now that we have met and know each other," she trailed off, pushing on Dean's shirt. "You look far too hot in those clothes Dean. And the heat must be terrible as well," she flirted, knowing that her line was the ultimate in cheesiness.