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[huntsdemons]

Dean Winchester stood at the bar flirting with the bartender behind the counter. So far he'd managed to get three shots of Jack and two beers on the house all for showing her a little attention. He managed another beer before she had to excuse herself and deal with a few other customers.

The hunter had a nice buzz going and with beer in hand he moved out onto the floor looking for a more attainable target to spend the night with. Whatever said evening entailed.