"I play pretty well with others." That look, though? It definitely caught his attention. If something did happen, Dean kinda figured he was going to have his hands full with this one, and he was already looking forward to it. They were coming up on the pub now. The bar would be decent, he figured, but Dean wasn't completely sold on the food. Guess it was a risk he'd have to take.
Quirking an eyebrow, he gave her a curious look. "Sweetheart, you don't realize who you're challenging to a drinking contest." So...Dean was kind of a not-so-borderline alcoholic. "What do I get for kicking your ass? 'Cuz it's not going to be close."