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WOW: Precious, fort, nice, flannel, skeptical, Trash, sport

If At First You Don't Succeed…

She was eyeing them from the bar; two very hot men had just walked in, very ruggedly handsome. One was looking skeptically at the other while both were looking like they had made wearing flannel into an Olympic sport.

One of them approached her and laid down a rather thick line.

"Well aren't you just precious?" she giggled.

"Lady, I'm a lot of things, but 'precious' ain't one of them. The name's Dean, by the way." He continued to swagger.

Her eyes roved over to the other man, "Who's the guy you came with? He looks nice."

"Oh, the one standing next to the trash can looking like he's a solider protecting some fort? That's my brother." Although Dean was a bit taken aback by the woman's interest in Sammy, he rolled with it, quickly bringing the conversation back to himself, "What? He more your type?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. Girl's gotta keep an air of mystery around herself." With that, she sauntered away with Dean staring after her. Finally, he got up and walked over to Sam.

"So, were you able to test her, like, did a wind pick up around her?" Sam inquired.

"Nah, she didn't give me much of an opening to see if she's the Vila we're after."

Suddenly the woman reappears at a pool table at the other end of the bar.

"But Sammy, if at first you don't succeed, try, try again," he said, quickly heading in her direction.