Dean blinked and shook himself, hastily moving to the other side of the table. Honestly, this part...he wasn't sure how it was supposed to work. What if she ate the ring? What if she chewed on it and hurt herself? But everyone did this in the movies. It must turn out okay, so Dean sat back, pulling his napkin back over his waist, and picked up his own spoon. His tongue made a nervous pass over his lips.

"Dig in."