Dean remembered the room from the last time he'd been up. He had expected her to be downstairs; well, he'd only halfheartedly expected it. He knew she could be difficult, and having an eagle trying to get into her apartment certainly wasn't going to make her more relaxed.
He stepped out of the elevators, paused before heading down to 507. He looked at his "damsel in distress" before leaning in to get a peek at the persistent fowl. His brow rose as he looked back at her.
"That's a big bird. Does it look familiar?" He actually winced after he heard that question come out of his mouth. "I can't believe I actually had to ask that."