“You can’t put it on my tab!” he protested, grinning. “I already did.” he snickered as he sipped at his drink. “oh for sure.” he agreed. “best to just leave them to it. They’re having fun.” he admitted. “speaking of tabs, do you think the book part should accept tabs?” he asked. “I didn’t think about it but we had someone ask already.” he admitted. “and the books are more your thing so I told them I’d ask.”<br/><br/>“okay.” Sam agreed, looking wary, had Dean fucked up a car? There was no way that had happened right?! “Dean… what the absolute fuck!?” Sam demanded, horrified. “did you save the number!? You need to tell the police right now Dean! What the absolute fuck!? I always thought you’d been born stupid but now I know you where actually born with only one functional brain cell and I think it just gave up!” he reached over and beat Dean upside the head with a rolled up paper menu. “idjit!”<br/><br/>“you read one at the courthouse?” Lisa asked, looking delighted. “he definitely knows all the best books, I’m sure of it. We should go ask him. It looks like he’s trying to avoid us and the Winchesters at the same time. Simply unallowed.” she admitted with a giggle. “so many drinks.” she agreed. “and only the best books, with leather, and ropes.” she decided with more giggling.