Re: Dean/Gatsby
Dean grinned a little at the or.. "I especially like the or." Give him a pair of long legs ready to wrap around his waist and he was more than a little happy. "But friends are cool too."
His gaze found a mutual friend of theirs. "For some. For others it seems right up their alley." He nodded toward Maryanne and her brood. He wasn't jealous. He didn't want a dozen or more kids. But there had been a time that he wanted the white picket fence and two and a half kids.
Dean smiled again. "Nah, it wasn't until you said you hadn't bacon that I even had a clue. Back in my world, in my time, we have a Asian Woman that's a rabi. It's not all that obvious anymore." He rubbed the back of his head. "And I didn't read much in school." A vague hint at Gatsby's own world. And he was no Leo Dicaprio.