Re: Dean/Gatsby
Dean shrugged. "Don't be. Sometimes it sucks, but sometimes life sucks. I guess that's why some of us have been brought here. We occasionally have to save the day here but we're allowed to have lives when we aren't."
He took a swig of his beer and shifted one of the steaks off of the flame over to the 'cold' side of the grill to rest. "Speed dates is a set up at a bar usually, and either you sit at a table and women come to you, and that changes out every five minutes or so, or the women sit down and you move from table to table. It's meant so you can meet as many as possible and maybe you jive with at least one of them, if not more." He shook his head at the next question. "No. Steady women. I've had two fiances don't plan on a third."
Dean groaned softly. He remembered those burgers with some fondness. "She made some good ones, especially the stuffed kind. Cheese and bacon... I don't say this often but they were better than sex."