"Really? I don't think so. But, if you want me to bring the mace and prepare myself..." Dean chuckles and licks his lips as he nods, looking her over. "I will be here. Tomorrow at seven." He notices that neither one of them want to let each other go, so he stands there until she orders him away. He scratches the back of his neck and grins. "I might through in a few of my ideas throughout the night. Just to forwarn you. And just to put your mind at ease, none are perverted."
He shakes his head and looks back at the bar and then to her. "You aren't keeping me from anything. Really. Just got into town tonight. Staying at a hotel in town and just wasn't tired yet. Figured I would go out and get myself something to eat and drink before turning in for the night."
Dean tilts his head and sees that she was in a bit of pain. "You alright?"