This was bound to be awkward. Family dinner, not only with Ruby surrounded by a bunch of born and raised hunters, but his father in attendance as well. It seemed that Dean, Mom, and Grandpa Samuel were able to cope with the fact that Sam and Ruby were together. They definitely weren't happy about it, but they were dealing. They were putting up with it because they wanted to keep the peace, which was something that Sam found he was more than grateful for. But Dad? He was on an entirely different level as far as Sam was concerned. He might have agreed to come out to this dinner tonight, but that didn't mean it was going to be a pleasant encounter. Sam was half convinced that he had only agreed to come along because he believed that it'd give him a shot at taking Ruby down; not because he genuinely wanted to sit at a dinner table and watch his son contentedly sit alongside a demon. Sam understood why he and everyone else would have been uncomfortable with it. Ruby was a demon. They had spent their entire lives hunting and hating creatures like her and now, all of a sudden, here she was. Someone that Sam fully intended to keep in his life, whether they all agreed with it or not. Things were going to be very complicated, to say the very least. Complicated and awkward. Very, very awkward.
Once Sam had managed to park the car, he picked up the bottle of wine he and Ruby had selected for the evening (maybe if they were all drunk enough, they'd forget she was a demon?) and made his way toward the apartment. Since Ruby was already inside, Sam assumed that it'd be all right to just open the door and walk in. Yet as he twisted the doorknob, he found that the door was locked. Why? Why would Samuel feel the need to lock the door when he knew he had company over? And why after Ruby had already gone inside? Unless it was purely out of habit. The man was a hunter. He knew all sorts about the types of things that could just up and walk into his home at any given hour.
...yeah. That was probably it. Reaching for the door, Sam curled a fist up and knocked on it a couple times. Once that was done, Sam drew in a deep breath and waited.