The great thing about the Hotel de Luna was that it could deliver in ways that you could never imagine. After spending a few days there while keeping an eye on the place, Dean had come to know the staff a little and he had promised the bartender he would come back for a chat. Thanks to the apple bullshit yesterday he found himself to be craving a specific burger, and he knew the only way he could fill the craving was through the hotel. So, he hopped in the car and made his way over to the hotel.
He strolled through the lobby with a smile, looking around as he was greeted by some familiar faces. It was definitely a little odd, having a bunch of ghostly figures say hello, but he just shrugged it off. When he stepped into the restaurant it was empty, aside from one blonde sitting alone. Was that the blonde ghost dude? "Hey," he called out from the entrance and made his way towards the table. "Mind if I join you?"