Dean gave Angela a sideways glance, having felt her eyes upon him. He gave a confident smirk as he just nodded at her her saying she wasn't picky.
After a few moments, he pulled the car into the back parking lock and climbed out, moving around to open her door for her. He escorted her into the bar and with a hand at the small of her back indicated toward the bar. He moved up, leaning to the bartender, "Johnny Walker Blue," He turned to Angela, "Name your poison, sweetheart." He glanced about seeing the place wasn't packed which was a good thing.