"Careful. You said you like your coffee strong, but I think I overdid it. If you put a spoon in it, it might just get stuck." Adam fumbled with the thermos flask and poured two coffees into the battered plastic cups he'd brought. He handed one of the to Alaric, set his own cup down on the ground, then took the vervain and sniffed it suspiciously. And promptly sneezed.
"Sorry," he mumbled and added a bit to his coffee. "That's this plant you told me about? The one vampires are allergic to?" This was going to go straight into his notebook. Leave it to Dean to inspire him to write down what he found out about the different creatures surrounding him. But whereas Dean wrote...for whatever unfathomable reason that he did, Adam planned to write for the sheer sake of knowledge itself. And self-defense. He put the vervain into his pocket and looked curiously at Alaric. The man looked normal enough but seemed to be his world's equivalent of a hunter.