Dean froze, halfway in the Impala and half out of it, and stared at her for a moment before climbing back out. Relatively normal but kind of chatty waitress girl had apparently invested her tip in shares in Batshit Insane LLC. Awesome. As much as part of him didn't want to try and live a normal life, another part sure as hell didn't want to deal with this, either.
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He sighed. "Uh ... what?"