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Sam, Dean and Cas sit down at a table in the strip club. They’ve finished a hunt and decided to celebrate with some drinks and… well, strippers.
For Cas this was his first time in a crowded bar-like room. He looks around slowly, taking in the people, new smells, sounds of chatter and of pool being played, and the dancing women on several stages.
“I don’t quite understand what’s so “fun” about this.” Cas says, frowning at a group of men who are already quite drunk.
“Just relax, you’ll be fine. It’s fun.” Dean rolled his eyes at their friend. When the waitress came, Dean ordered all three of them a beer.
The waitress took their order. When her eye fell on Cas, she smiled at him and gave him a wink.
Cas didn’t even notice. Dean and Sam did.
“Dude, she just winked at you.” Sam says with a grin. Cas just looks confused.
“I thought she had something in her eye.”
Sam can’t help it but smile at Cas’ innocence. “No, she liked what she saw so she winked at you.”
Cas raises an eyebrow, not saying anything else.
A few minutes later the waitress comes back over and puts their beers on the table. After Dean thanked her, the waitress looks at Cas.
“I’m off in 15. Fancy a drink?” She asks, smiling sweetly at the man.
Cas just blinks, a bit unsure of what to say. He glances over at Sam, and then at Dean.
“He’d love to.” Dean says with a lopsided grin.
“Great.” The waitress rests her hand on Cas’ shoulder briefly, and then took off again.
Cas sighed. “I don’t want to have a drink with her.”
Dean leans over the table slightly. “Cas, you’re not going to have a drink with her. This is a strip club. You’ll get laid!” Dean’s smile widened a bit, as if he was excited for his friend.
Cas just watches him for a few moments, and then starts to nervously down his beer.
15 minutes later, the waitress arrives at their table again. “Hi, boys.” She says, and she rests her hand on Cas’ shoulder.
“Come on, I’ll take you somewhere more… private.” The waitress looks down at Cas and took a gentle hold on his tie. Cas glances at Dean and Sam and before he knows it, he’s pulled up standing by his tie.
“Have fun, Cas. We’ll see you in a bit.” Dean says, and gave his friend a sly smile.
Cas got pulled along by his tie, staring straight ahead. He swallows lightly, with absolutely no idea what he should do.
Dean and Sam enjoy their beer and order a second one.
5 minutes later, the doors where Cas and the waitress went trough, fly open. The waitress comes out, swearing and huffing to herself.
“Your friend is absolutely crazy. A lunatic! I’m telling the boss, you all need to be kicked out!” With that, she ran off the best she could in her high heels.
Dean looks up as she spoke, a bit confused. “What?” He says to himself, looking at Sam. Sam shrugs. “I have no idea.”
As Dean looks back at the doors, Cas comes trough them several moments later.
Cas’ tie is loosened a bit, and the two top buttons of his shirt are undone. He’s got two lipstick kiss marks in his neck. Cas slowly makes his way over to the table where Sam and Dean are sitting. He looks utterly confused.
“Cas, what happened?” Sam asks, genuinely curious and a bit worried.
Cas shrugs, his face blank. “The woman pulled up her top to show me her breasts. Then she said, and I quote; “you’ve seen mine, now let me see yours”. So, I’ve pulled my angel blade from my sleeve to show her. But I don’t think that’s what she meant.”
Sam and Dean are quiet for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing.
Cas looks between them, even more confused. “What’s so funny?”
“Oh, Cas…” Dean breathes, trying to stop laughing. “She meant… never mind. No strip clubs for you. Let’s get out of here before we get kicked out.”