<span style="color: #00BF40"> Gwen looked a little oddly at the beautiful person and then remembered the rules... <br/><br/>Gwen: I'm so sorry I get so few guests that I forget sometimes. You may pick your room from any that are unlocked. Dinner tonight is catfish and taters. There is only one bathroom on the second floor and a private outdoor shower if you need it. And I get payment before you leave. Also since today is delivery day if you want a snack all I have is bread, peanut butter, and jam. And one last thing before I leave you to relax is that I am having a poker night and all the guests are welcome.<br/><br/>With that Gwen turned and rushed up the stairs to the room with the door shut and no pay-per-view blaring and then softly knocked on the door. When no one answered Gwen turned and pounded on the Winchester Boy's door and got Dean almost Immediately. <br/><br/>Dean: Yes?<br/><br/>Gwen: can I ask you for a favor?<br/><br/>Dean smiled and looked ze up and down before slightly cocking his chin and replying: sooo... Ummm? What can I do for you?<br/><br/>Gwen sighed and noticed the relation between Dean and his father. They had that same damn chin cock and thought that women and those that appeared female wanted to be jumped... It was actually kinda funny because if it came right down to it Dean probably was more respectful of women than most men. He was still a man whore though... So with a devilish smile Gwen layed out her plan to hustle the grocery delivery person who would be coming by and split the money. Then ze smiled more exasperatedly and explained that the man making the deliveries always was charging her three times delivery fees of what he charged the mine 6mi out farther and always tried to make ze sleep with him and never paid for his dinner and while making deliveries to the mine the delivery guy would always stay there and skip out on the bill... But since he was the only grocer close enough that their hands were tied.<br/><br/>Dean had this disgusted look on his face and replied with gusto: well it looks like you are in a serious pickle little lady and I am the only man for the job. So let's teach this prick a lesson in how to treat a woman.<br/><br/>Gwen smiled and then shook their head: Dean? Honey... I'm a Queer. As in a Ze not a she. I get it all the time and I understand the confusion but please don't call me a lady. I'm a person and thank you for your help. I cannot count cards well enough to beat the jerk. See you hopefully around 6:30 for dinner.<br/><br/>Dean had a confused look on his face and then went pale. But before he could fully get the apology out Gwen had inturpted him and smiled with a quick "its cool  I try to look the part without advertising that I am odd. I grew up in an area where being trans was dangerous but now I don't tend to correct unless I get flat out called female or lady" <br/> Dean then blushed and said: well no offense meant and is dude cool?<br/><br/>Gwen beamed: I like Dude. Well since I finished with my business I guess potatoes are next oh and Dean call your brother and tell him to get his little white ass outta the mine. It is dangerous if he doesn't know how to handle himself. I punched your father in the head when he tried to go in unescorted. I mean seriously... I give tours if you don't mind waiting till tomorrow morning. Okay then... Later!<br/><br/>Gwen jogged back down the hall and down to the kitchen where she found the blonde looking around for ze.<br/><br/>Gwen: hello? Can I help you? </span>