She nodded, reaching down to grab his wallet, opening it and grabbing for the condom - though she couldn't help but be amused at a few of the fake IDs he'd apparently still kept. "McGillicuddy?" she sounded out, raising an eyebrow as she took off her bra and skirt. "I shudder to think where that one worked." Bela chuckled, rolling the condom onto Dean slowly, taking her time. No more mishaps, please.