Who. Justin Anderson and Cassie MacMahon What. Getting drunk at the Roadhouse and making plans Where. Harvelle's Roadhouse in Nebraska When. Tuesday afternoon, November 29th 2011 Warnings. None, probably? But you never know with Sam and Jo.
This was only the third time Justin had been back to the Roadhouse since that first not so smooth incident. Being nearly filleted by a group of demons tended to take the glamor out of an experience, plus Cassie and Kim had never bugged him to go back after that so he'd been just as happy to stay away. But then his mother, the reincarnate of Ellen, had asked him to take her there, and he had. A little begrudgingly, but he had. He knew if anyone could, his mother could take care of herself. Even before he knew she was the reincarnate of Jo's mom, she'd always been remarkably strong. Guess Justin was just destined to be surrounded by strong women, considering everyone else he associated with. Shane being one of them, who'd insisted practically at gun point to follow them here and make sure the place was actually empty of demons this time before she left. The Winchester women were completely hostile, but at least they were well meaning about it? His best friend and his girlfriend being two more of them.
Justin glanced over at the former with glazed eyes and a very tipsy smile as he pushed another shot of something strong down the length of the bar into Cassie's waiting hands. They'd been here for a couple hours now, and had wasted no time in getting straight down to business. And by business, they obviously meant the booze, though Justin had also come back here with a little more of an official purpose. His eyebrows raised suddenly as the Roadhouse jukebox switched over from the last song played and an all too familiar tune started playing out over the speakers, the faint strains of Reo Speedwagon filling the otherwise empty room with sound.
"... I swear to god, I'm being friggin' stalked by that song."