Dean looked at her. She was a cute little thing. Not overly pretty but he knew with a little makeup, hair done up and a slutty outfit, she might look totally hot.
He then quirked an eyebrow at her, "You work at the hopsital? Like in as a nurse?" Score, he got him a nurse this time and such a respectable one. Which sort of reminded him of his 'wish' so to speak.
He then smiled, "You do know, that is suppose to be my line." He looked about then spotted a bar, "How about that one, we can walk to it."