Lisa barely stopped herself from calling him Dean. He looked identical to the man who had told her the majority of her life, the part with him in it, had been forgotten and all without her permission. The only difference was Alec was younger looking than Dean and while the two men shared a rather rugged appearance, Alec had a less aged look about him. Life, while possibly tough, hadn't worn into him the way it had for Dean.
"Likewise", she replied, grateful her voice didn't betrayed any of the unease she was feeling over his appearance. God, it was still so weird, but then again, Dean told her strange things and Lisa no longer doubted the impossible here. He had a playful smirk, charming really, and Lisa found herself taken in by it. He might look like Dean, but he was different, stubbly so, but different all the same.
"Yeah. Let's get out of here", she answered, flashing a small smile. He pulled open the door for her, manners for someone young like him were very obsolete lately, but Lisa stepped out, immediately feeling lighter as she did so. That house just weighed on her. She took a few steps and turned back, catching him looking over his shoulder and she swallowed. Was he looking for demons too, like Dean? "Am I going to have to worry about an angry girlfriend or something?" she teased.