[ She'll lean over, sniffing and (gently) headbutting at Dean's arm. Bunp, bunp, bunp. This is about as genuinely affection she'll get with anyone who she isn't flushed for. Bunp, bunp, bunp, bunp. ]
[ There's the ghost of her usual grin on her face. ]
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Date: 2011-10-07 01:29 am (UTC)[ There's the ghost of her usual grin on her face. ]
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Date: 2011-10-08 08:00 pm (UTC)[Dean smiles crookedly, pulling his arm back and nudging her with his shoulder instead.]
But lemme know if you ever wanna talk again. I always got pie in the fridge.
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