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[likedillinger]

Who: Dean and Elle  (snarky_blonde )
What:  A night on the town, following this
When:  Some time between Dean's birthday and this upcoming Thursday

Elle would certainly be able to hear the Impala coming far before she'd even be able to see it.  Not just because it was a beast of a thing, but also because Dean had the windows down, and was blaring some celebratory "Thunderstruck", drumming his hand out the window against the door.  Still riding high off the AC/DC tickets Sammy had given him yesterday, topped off with scoring backstage passes off that hot forensics chick, Dean was feeling excessively optimistic for someone spending most of his time recently trying to ward off the Apocalypse.

And nothing fed his enthusiasm like a night out with a beautiful woman who knew what she wanted and didn't seem afraid to take it.  Which was exactly the vibe he'd gotten off this Elle.

A grin spread across his face, as he drove up towards the fountain, because there she was, exactly as promised: down to the leather jacket and hooker boots.  He slid his unnecessary-for-the-weather sunglasses down his nose to get a better look as he pulled to a stop. 

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[likedillinger.livejournal.com]

Dean chuckled at her quickly lost interest in the game, and stood up after her, gathering up his chips.

"C'mon. I bet you and me can talk our way into a private poker game in the back." He gestured with his head for her to follow him, as he wound his way towards where he figured the back hall was.

[snarky-blonde.livejournal.com]

Elle slid her jacket back on, but left it open as she followed instep behind him and then moved up to his side. “I am guessing poker is your game?” she asked with an arch brow, but then looked around to see what all was there as she added “Or are you looking to get into trouble?”

A smirk graced her lips as she turned back to him “Either way I am game.”