"So what do you say?" Sam grinned.
"Dude, at least wait until I'm out of earshot," Dean rolled his eyes.
Faith
Faith looked up from the newspaper.
"I say... yes?"
Sam & Dean
"Awesome," Sam nodded.
"I still say it's cheating," Dean pointed at Sam.
"Unfair advantage. I call do-over."
Faith
Faith grinned, and put the paper down. She went over and sat herself down on Sam's lap.
"Well, I'd agree, but he's pretty tempting."
Dean & Sam
"Whatever," Dean snorted.
Sam put an arm around her waist and pulled her down so she was laying on him.
"I'd say you're pretty 'tempting' yourself," he grinned, kissing her neck.
Faith
Faith chuckled, and relaxed against Sam's chest.
"Thanks, I work out."
Sam & Dean
"I know," Sam's grin widened.
"FINE!" Dean shouted suddenly, making Sam jump then chuckle at himself.
"I'm going down to the bar. Picking myself up a hot chick with skills," Dean grabbed his jacket.
Faith
"Dude, I have mad skills," Faith protested.
"Wait, I don't have to prove anything."
Dean & Sam
Dean scoffed as Sam squeezed her a little.
"Goodnight wildcats," Dean winked, before opening the door and stepping out.
Faith
Faith rolled off Sam and turned to face him.
"So..." she grinned. "I believe you had to refresh my memory?"
Sam
"I believe I did," Sam nodded.
Faith
Faith gestured.
"Shows all yours."