Bela blinked at Sam - the beer, and the rather sweet-looking girl. This was odd, to be sure. "Hello, Sam. No, I'm afraid not." Anne. Hm. She held out a hand to the girl, trying to be nice and smile. She was still new at this. "I'm Dean's girlfriend. How long have you two been seeing each other?" Between dropping the G word and the slightly asinine small talk, she could feel her neck starting to go pins and needles.