He stopped the car in front of the liquor store, putting her into park and letting the engine idle. Dean wasn't really all that eager to leave, it was the waiting game that got to him. He hated the cold, the snow and the ice. He layered up for the most part anyway, but seriously, it wasn't his thing.
Dean watched her go, his eyes lazily watching her ass. It was habit, he looked at any girl's ass as they walked by him. It didn't really matter who they were or if they were with anyone, he did it. It certainly helped if the girl was hot and had a nice ass.
He waited, listened to some music, checked his phone to see if Sam called or anyone did as he waited for her. When she came back, he looked at her and tried not to laugh. 'Isn't the legal drinking age in Canada 18?' he asked. Only Dean would know those kinds of things.