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The Park, Wednesday Afternoon

After spending yesterday engaged in some truly pitiful staring at the slip of paper with Sam's phone number, followed by some even more pitiful staring at his phone, followed by some Lifetime level lurking on a college campus, Dean was back at start. Not a single freakin' clue what to do next came to mind. You know, things were so much easier when you could solve life's problems with a machete.

Bloodier, but so much easier.

Dean pocketed his phone one last time, sitting back against the park bench. He tilted his head up slightly, eyes fixed on a random cloud. "You know, if this is supposed to be a reward, it blows."

Thus sayeth the Righteous Man.

[[Open park!]]

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"It's all wholesome and... Parky." So he wasn't exactly a wordsmith. Sue him.

Jaye looked at him. "Parky?"

"It's a park. The description works," he said with a huff.

"You could have said something like 'park-like.' And you went with 'parky,'" Jaye said.

"What can I say?" He hasked dryly. "I'm a cunning linguist."

And boom goes the dynamite.

"Oh yeah? Prove it."

She could actually mean that dirty or not dirty, really.

"In public?" Really now.

Really now indeed. "Of course not in public."

Think of the squirrels, Dean.

"Hey, you're the one suggesting it."

"You started it. I just said you should.... put your money where your mouth is."

Or something.

"That could be arranged." Seriously, this was a family park, guys.

"In private?" Jaye said, before he went around assuming again.

The look he shot her greatly implied, Duh.

"Well apparently we have to check things like that," she said.

"Lead the way, non-believer." Since he had a couch. And Priestly might not like noisy sex happening there.

Edited 2013-04-03 17:33 (UTC)

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