[Dean glances up when Stephen walks in. The little crooked, charming smile is instinctive. He smirks a little then winks.]
Buy you a drink, Sweetheart? [He's stifling a chuckle at this point. But the initial reaction? 100% Dean's instincts to a hot chick, even a sloppy dresser.]
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Buy you a drink, Sweetheart? [He's stifling a chuckle at this point. But the initial reaction? 100% Dean's instincts to a hot chick, even a sloppy dresser.]