Earlyish evening, Faith, Kyle and SAM (after the dancing, because that's too cute to invade on!)
"Ahem." A voice interrupted the pair from behind, one that no doubtedly belonged to Sam Winchester. Looking a little uncomfortable in the tux that he'd forced himself into, Sam stepped between the pair and forcefully offered Kyle his hand.
"Hi. I'm Sam." He knew about this guy. The one that Faith was supposedly seeing. However, this was the first time that they'd met. And Sam? He wanted to make sure that he left one hell of an impression. Because the second that this guy hurt Faith, who had grown more than fond of as far as friends could go, then Sam was going to bash his head in. And it wasn't going to be very pretty at all.