They definitely do not share the same familial brain chemistry is what Sam
might point out if this was another one of Dean's musing. What they do or
don't do is all beside the point. John and Sam have a (un)healthy respect
for their partners. Of course Dean hadn't thought to move the date or time.
But they're here now, may as well make the best of it. Tiny skirts are the
only thing Sam is making a point of not paying attention to. Sorry, not
sorry, brother. Sam runs his hand through his hair in annoyance but gives
Dean no more satisfaction of a response.
No greens? His mouth hangs open, a brief pause, before he settles on fries
and a slice of pineapple pizza. Guarantee that Dean or anyone could guess
tomorrow he will detox on greens. Whiskey is at least a lot better than
beer. The last time John can recall maybe the most fair point to draw from
so it's met with consideration.
Dean's is met with a scoff. "You're on. But you didn't exactly win against
me either." Nevermind that he won against all odds against a Goddess. "What
do you say Dad? Cas?"
Cas has never played pool more than he has watched it so his head tilts
before he asks what set of rules they're playing by. There seems to be a
lot of ways that people play.
Dean did the best he could with the rules he was given. If Sam weren't annoyed by Dean, he'd worry that baby brother had lost his soul (again).
It's a dive bar. Everything here is fried or greasy. Dean makes a comment about pineapple not belonging on pizza. Weirdo, but Sam is here and drinking. The fun will come.
Dean gives him that look: pinched smirk that and almost eye roll that says 'really> that's what we're going with'. John shrugs and take a sip of his whiskey. "Mary told me I couldn't come back to the house until at least ten. I'm game. You can tell the story of this playing for luck while we're at it."
Cas gets that patented Dean Winchester 'what are you smoking' look when he asks about the rules. "You know. Bar rules." He makes short work of explaining the rules to Cas while they move their drinks to a nearby table next to the pool table then starts setting the game up.
In some ways, Sam knew Dean would bend the rules to "work within them." The most he can be is annoyed at Dean. Fortunately, his soul is perfectly intact.
As long as the pineapple does not smell or taste like sore alcohol Sam will manage to survive. He shoots Dean a look as if to say 'you're one to talk' about what goes on pizza. They never could agree, but it is hardly an argument. After he shifts his attention to John with a nod. "Then it's settled. Staying out till a little past ten works for me. Bar rules means Cas should break first." As he's technically never played one game in his life.
While Castiel listens to Dean, his own patented look of 'where is that written' stares back. There is only a sign which states no shoes and no shirt equates to no service and, at some point in the explanation, he brings that up. The expectation is to use the cue to break and he does so semi-successfully with a weak hit.
The pineapple won't, but rum-soaked fruit is now something Dean is entertaining for the wedding reception. Dean looks back and forth between Sam and John, a look of betrayal on his face. "Seriously? Ten? Are we all grandmas here?" Dean just hopes Cas will be better at pool than everyone else believes.
Dean just shrugs and gives Cas a grin. He surveys the break and looks at Cas. "Okay. We can work with this." He starts to give Cas some instruction while John takes a shot. H sinks one colored ball into the pocket, but misses the second. he hasn't played in a while. It's back to Dean's turn and sinks two striped balls before the turn gos back to Sam.
Rum-soaked fruit wouldn't be the worst of Dean's ideas. Just no pineapples
as Dean should know that Sam thinks pineapples smelling of alcohol is the
epitome of trash road food. "I'm not staying out until ten in the morning,"
Sam warns but rolls his eyes at Dean. His brother always had a comment when
he brought his senseable sleeping hours.
Unfortunately, Castiel could be a lot better. He's had some practice during
his human "time off" but was hustled for his money more than taught how to
meaningfully play the game. Dean gives him the sense that they can work
with the break. Cas follows what Dean explains to him and watches how the
rest of them play. Dean's last hit puts the cue ball positioned better to
striped balls and Sam sinks the only colored ball available before throwing
his turn to Cas. No matter what Cas does, the cue ball will have to move in
a better position. Cas does as Dean instructs and manages a striped ball
into the right pocket.
It's healthy (at least more healthy than some of the foods Dean might suggest). "Who said anything about 10 in the morning? I'd be happy if you made it to midnight, Grandma."
Dean hopes that his considerable skill will help make up for it. He's also aware that John is very good at pool. After all, he was the one who taught Dean. "Not bad," John tells Cas as he considers what he's got to work with. In short order he sinks two colored balls before barely missing a third.
"Have you met you?" Sam's look on Dean is deliberately doubtful. Sure, Dean
says midnight now, and then it's always 'one more hour'.
John's compliment comes as high praise. "Thank you, I do not wish to
disappoint." When it's Cas's turn again, he believes he understands how to
play. Half of it is strategy, right? He focuses on the easy to sink balls
as Dean suggested and trusts Dean can do the tirickier ones.
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They definitely do not share the same familial brain chemistry is what Sam might point out if this was another one of Dean's musing. What they do or don't do is all beside the point. John and Sam have a (un)healthy respect for their partners. Of course Dean hadn't thought to move the date or time. But they're here now, may as well make the best of it. Tiny skirts are the only thing Sam is making a point of not paying attention to. Sorry, not sorry, brother. Sam runs his hand through his hair in annoyance but gives Dean no more satisfaction of a response.
No greens? His mouth hangs open, a brief pause, before he settles on fries and a slice of pineapple pizza. Guarantee that Dean or anyone could guess tomorrow he will detox on greens. Whiskey is at least a lot better than beer. The last time John can recall maybe the most fair point to draw from so it's met with consideration.
Dean's is met with a scoff. "You're on. But you didn't exactly win against me either." Nevermind that he won against all odds against a Goddess. "What do you say Dad? Cas?"
Cas has never played pool more than he has watched it so his head tilts before he asks what set of rules they're playing by. There seems to be a lot of ways that people play.
Re: Bachelor Party | Itinere
It's a dive bar. Everything here is fried or greasy. Dean makes a comment about pineapple not belonging on pizza. Weirdo, but Sam is here and drinking. The fun will come.
Dean gives him that look: pinched smirk that and almost eye roll that says 'really> that's what we're going with'. John shrugs and take a sip of his whiskey. "Mary told me I couldn't come back to the house until at least ten. I'm game. You can tell the story of this playing for luck while we're at it."
Cas gets that patented Dean Winchester 'what are you smoking' look when he asks about the rules. "You know. Bar rules." He makes short work of explaining the rules to Cas while they move their drinks to a nearby table next to the pool table then starts setting the game up.
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As long as the pineapple does not smell or taste like sore alcohol Sam will manage to survive. He shoots Dean a look as if to say 'you're one to talk' about what goes on pizza. They never could agree, but it is hardly an argument. After he shifts his attention to John with a nod. "Then it's settled. Staying out till a little past ten works for me. Bar rules means Cas should break first." As he's technically never played one game in his life.
While Castiel listens to Dean, his own patented look of 'where is that written' stares back. There is only a sign which states no shoes and no shirt equates to no service and, at some point in the explanation, he brings that up. The expectation is to use the cue to break and he does so semi-successfully with a weak hit.
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The pineapple won't, but rum-soaked fruit is now something Dean is entertaining for the wedding reception. Dean looks back and forth between Sam and John, a look of betrayal on his face. "Seriously? Ten? Are we all grandmas here?" Dean just hopes Cas will be better at pool than everyone else believes.
Dean just shrugs and gives Cas a grin. He surveys the break and looks at Cas. "Okay. We can work with this." He starts to give Cas some instruction while John takes a shot. H sinks one colored ball into the pocket, but misses the second. he hasn't played in a while. It's back to Dean's turn and sinks two striped balls before the turn gos back to Sam.
Re: Bachelor Party | Itinere
Rum-soaked fruit wouldn't be the worst of Dean's ideas. Just no pineapples as Dean should know that Sam thinks pineapples smelling of alcohol is the epitome of trash road food. "I'm not staying out until ten in the morning," Sam warns but rolls his eyes at Dean. His brother always had a comment when he brought his senseable sleeping hours.
Unfortunately, Castiel could be a lot better. He's had some practice during his human "time off" but was hustled for his money more than taught how to meaningfully play the game. Dean gives him the sense that they can work with the break. Cas follows what Dean explains to him and watches how the rest of them play. Dean's last hit puts the cue ball positioned better to striped balls and Sam sinks the only colored ball available before throwing his turn to Cas. No matter what Cas does, the cue ball will have to move in a better position. Cas does as Dean instructs and manages a striped ball into the right pocket.
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Dean hopes that his considerable skill will help make up for it. He's also aware that John is very good at pool. After all, he was the one who taught Dean. "Not bad," John tells Cas as he considers what he's got to work with. In short order he sinks two colored balls before barely missing a third.
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"Have you met you?" Sam's look on Dean is deliberately doubtful. Sure, Dean says midnight now, and then it's always 'one more hour'.
John's compliment comes as high praise. "Thank you, I do not wish to disappoint." When it's Cas's turn again, he believes he understands how to play. Half of it is strategy, right? He focuses on the easy to sink balls as Dean suggested and trusts Dean can do the tirickier ones.