E/O Challenge: Hope

A/N: I think I take pleasure in seeing Dean try to hit on women. Hope you enjoy my latest! I think I'm going to make this the moment that he meets Amie, the OC I randomly created. This story does not tie into You Scare Me. It's just a snippet of the night they met. May be slightly over 100 words : - (

Dean stumbled into a barstool next to her. He'd spotted her across the bar, with her long, beautiful brown hair and the finest legs on the East Coast.

"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked, flashing his signature grin. She smiled at him sweetly.

"Sure, baby. How bout an appletini?"

"You got it, babe." He turned to bartender and ordered their drinks.

"I'm Dean," he said, toothy grin and all.

"Amie," she said as the bartender brought her drink.

Dean made his move right then, and leaned over and kissed her. Surprisingly, she didn't run, and she didn't slap him.

Maybe there's hope for this one…

His thoughts were interrupted by the appletini splashing in his face.

"Jerk." She left him alone at the bar.

Or not…