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[draperies]

I will be waiting, friend.

[huntingthings]

[Dean got the text with his new friend's address... maybe he should get a name at some point... and snagged some pizzas along the way. Pizza and booze, always a good combination.

He shifted the warm boxes to one hand and lifted the other to knock.]

Pizza delivery.

[draperies]

[He laughed at the sight of those boxes -- so he'd kept his word. Standing aside, he motioned him in.]

Enter, friend. As I promised, there is much to drink.

[While they ate, of course. Thor required sustenance now rather than more alcohol.]

[huntingthings]

[Dean never shirked his pizza responsibilities. Not when there was booze involved. The guy was pretty easy on the eyes, too. Bonus.]

Hope you're a carnivore. I didn't ask for anything green on these pizzas.

[draperies]

Whatever you brought, I'm certain it will be fine.

[He paused.]

I never got your name.

[huntingthings]

I'm Dean. Didn't catch yours, either.

[He set the pizza boxes down on the table and helped himself to a beer. Beer, pizza, and company. Not a bad way to spend an evening at all.]

[draperies]

Donald.

[The name that Jane had given him to use, a former boyfriend apparently... but it would suffice for this meeting, he supposes. It was easier to believe than Thor among mortals.]

[huntingthings]

Pleasure.

[He smiled and lifted his bottle to salute his new friend.]

So no occasion, huh? You just party when you feel like it?

[draperies]

It is not so uncommon where I am from to enjoy drinks and company.

[And Thor had always enjoyed them immensely.]

Though both are far sweeter with cause for celebration, I will give you that.

[huntingthings]

Sounds like my kind of place.

[Dean snagged a slice of pizza and sprawled on one of the motel bed, grinning at his new friend.]

We could make up an occasion?