"Lady, you're not coming with me. And, I'd remember kissing someone like you." Dean laughed, shaking his head. This was like the time he'd been slapped for what his future self did. It was a strange thing to find amusing, but he did all the same. He was getting shit for something he didn't do, not exactly.
"Think you've got it wrong. Look, I promise the next time you see me, I will know who you are, and even probably apologize for whatever I did." He took a step back and made as if to turn. "Plus, you don't want to go where I'm going."