Lisa nodded, her brows arching in a way that said she'd be clicking beers with Robin over that last statement- if they had beers. "Definite bonus. There are worse things to live with. I don't think I have to elaborate there."
With Dean's shirt bunched at her elbow, it propped Lisa against the counter, she fell easily into a much less heavy conversation. No monsters, no other-worlds, possessive spirits, or feeling her newest friend get yanked under murderous water. Just normal stuff that she'd gab about with her friends back home, or even tease Ben with on occasion. Even though she gave up dating long ago.
"What about your favorite kind of eye-candy?" she asked pleasantly.