Deryn + open
She'd brought pies. Several of them, in fact -- all freshly baked earlier in the day and a little bit warm still. Smartly, Deryn had made Sam carry them in, or else the day might have been ruined very quickly due to clumsiness on her part. It wouldn't have been shocking to end up face first in pie on Dean's doorstep.
She liked it here though. It was a good party -- not too wild, everyone was friendly (Samandriel - Deryn had decided was her new favorite of people) and there were mini pies here that she hadn't made, but were pretty delicious.
In the habit of just speaking her mind and not really caring who she was talking to, he giggled into her bottle of beer and glanced up at the ceiling. "This is really fun."