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[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[At the Roadhouse, drinking a beer.]

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Jo needs a little more crazy in her life. :D

[stillthe-same.livejournal.com]

[He never thought he'd be visiting this place again... Dean limps walks in.]

She does! XD She's gonna' be like o.o;;

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[Jo's head lifts up from her beer, head tilting for a moment to study the man. He seemed familiar.] Can I help you?

[stillthe-same.livejournal.com]

[He squints. If he weren't holding onto the cane, he would've fallen over.] Jo?

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

Um. Yeah? Do I know you?

[stillthe-same.livejournal.com]

Life has been good to you... It's me. Dean.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[She's going to blink more than necessary, stopping once she realizes she's doing it.] Dean? Wh-.. Well, you look different.

[stillthe-same.livejournal.com]

Me? What about you...

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

What about me? I look completely and one hundred percent the same. You. Well, you grew up. [And there's that trademark Jo smirk.]

[stillthe-same.livejournal.com]

[He didn't expect to see her here. Breathing. Living.]

It starts once you're born and you tend to keep growing.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

Still a smartass, Dean. Would you like a beer, old man?

[stillthe-same.livejournal.com]

I'm not old. [Dean moves over to sit at the bar next to her.] A beer would be great.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[Jo chuckles, shaking her head. How the hell did he age like that? The world, may never know.] One beer coming up. [She leans over the bar, reaching down into the mini fridge and collecting a nice cold one for him.]

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

This place still open or am I too late?

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

Hm. Since it's you.. you're too late. [She smirks playfully.] Want a beer?

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

In that case, I'd love one. How's this place doing? Back into its old groove yet?

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[She grabs him a beer, popping it and sliding it over.] Pretty good. More hunters are showing up and almost all of them surprised to see me. Guess word of someone's death travels faster than word of them being alive. How you doing?

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

That's what happens when you live under the radar for a few months. Pretty okay, I guess. Needed a break, so I thought I'd come visit.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. But you know I just needed to clear my head. [She returns the smile, knowing Sam wouldn't insult her. At least, not seriously.] I do like when you need a break. Means I get to see my annoying big brother. Which reminds me, not sure how, but it does. There was a really cute girl in here today. I think you'd like her. [Watch the eyebrow wiggle.]

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. You'll get back on top of your game, don't worry about it. Oh God, not you too. As if I don't get enough of that from Dean.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[And Jo is gonna' laugh. And laugh. And laugh.] I was just screwing with you, Sam. There's no way I'd try to set you up with a girl that comes in here. Don't know where they've been. Unlike Dean, I got taste.

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Jo. Really.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

Whaaat? I thought it was funny. [Oh come on! It was funny.]

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

No. Not funny. It's never, ever funny.

[harvelleiam.livejournal.com]

[Jo leans forward, making some stupid grumpy face.] Ooohhh, Mr. Grumpy. [She's gonna' poke fun at you, Sammy.]

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, whatever. What about you, huh? Any suitors lined up?