She snickered. "Don't worry about the mess. You ought to see my place. And I could clean it in the blink of an eye, if I wanted." She walked over to Sam and led him to the the sofa in the living room. Pushing him down, she straddled his lap and put her arms around his neck.
"So, I could beat around the bush and make small talk and pleasantries and as how you're doing, tell you I'm glad you and Dean made it through the end of the world, drop subtle hints to you that I find you attractive and thus would enjoy sexual relations. Or I can just do this-" she ground her hips down into his pelvis suggestively and licked along his lower jaw, "and hope you take the hint."