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[gavemea_45]

Dean's changing the oil on the Impala. Sam should be in the motel room, working on gathering more background information for their next case.

He can't make himself sit still long enough to focus.

After the sixth circuit of the room, he throws his hands in the air and stalks through the door to Milliways instead.

At least there he can grab better coffee than the cheap vending machine crap, right?

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[hadyougoing]

"Baileys?"

[gavemea_45]

"I think we can handle that," he tells her with a smile, and gestures for her to lead the way to the bar.

[hadyougoing]

Very chivalrous, Sam Winchester.

(Ava finds it a little erk to give him her back even now, and even considering that it's always been her who's the untrustworthy one in this equation.

Still, she manages fine.)

Ava takes a stool at the bar and glances to Sam, perfectly cheerful.

[gavemea_45]

He takes the stool next to her and puts a hand on Bar's top.

"Hot chocolate with a shot of Bailey's for Ava, please, and coffee for me?"

[hadyougoing]

"So you are sticking with caffeine," Ava nods.

Respectable!

He's presumably doing actual hunting and fighting, all she does right now is continue to clean up around here, listen to the wails of the vengeful, and try to keep an eye on Andrew.

She takes up her mug and sips happily.

"Mm. Thanks, Sam."

[gavemea_45]

"For now, anyway. Got a long night ahead."

He raises his own cup to her in a half-salute before taking a swallow.

"You're welcome. Thank you."