Dean just grinned when Emily said that Faith was back home, bossing around the hos. He wondered if he should tell her that she was in fact, a ho, meaning, she should be back home, getting bossed around, but Dean decided not to. Instead, he grabbed the cupcake and picked it up, dipping his finger in the frosting. He brought his finger up and slid it in his mouth and grinned while he sucked off the icing. "Nice."
He didn't want to talk about Solvei. In fact? He wanted to forget that he ever saw her. He just wanted it to be like it was before. She just disappeared. That's all she did. He never found her, he never saw her and she never told him that she lost the baby, or that she moved on. Or accused him of douchey -like behavior. He was livid at her for being such a bitch, but he just had to move on. It didn't matter anymore.
"Why do you always do that?" He asked and grabbed a bottle of vodka so he could make her drink. "You always have to fix everything, especially things that don't need no fixin'," he muttered and finished her drink and placed it on the bar top.
"I saw her. She lost the baby. She moved on. She was being a bitch. I left. End of story. Sorry, babe, but there's no happy ending for that story," he told her and picked up his glass of whiskey and took a sip. He set down the glass and grabbed the cupcake and started to peel off the paper that surrounded the small cake.