"What'd I do? I didn't do shit, I was just joking with you," Dean shrugged and couldn't help but smile. Sweet, innocent Emily. But she was right, Faith would probably be pissed, she seemed to be doing that alot lately.
"Hey, you know, it'll be our little secret," he said, pouring himself a shot. "I won't tell her I know, besides, it's more fun that way," he added and set the shotglass on the table.
"So, is this the end of our little game?" He asked her before stretching out his legs under the table. He grabbed the shotglass and held onto it before bringing it to his lips.
"Whew, so yeah. It's our little secret, but you can still give me details." Yeah, he was probably going to get slapped for it, but he felt it was worth it. He tilted his head, giving her a look.