"Well, consider it an advance towards the next one," Dean replied, ducking his head as she pulled him forward by the lapels. Angua hadn't seemed to notice that all it took was the barest hint from her to get him into a suit, but if he looked extra fancy tonight, Dean wouldn't complain.
He tucked his face briefly against her throat, breathing in the scent of her shampoo before he took her hand and led her towards their table. "Hungry?"
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Date: 2010-05-24 01:14 am (UTC)He tucked his face briefly against her throat, breathing in the scent of her shampoo before he took her hand and led her towards their table. "Hungry?"