Well, hello. He watches Kenzi put her feet in his lap with an arched eyebrow of judgment and doom, but then he lets it slide. Bigger battles, etc. Besides it's kind of like having a flea put its legs in his lap. She's probably going to fall over sitting like that, and now Dean has to decide if he would let her or if he'd catch her feet for her and hold her up. Oh, decisions.
"And while they're flailing around and dying, they flip the switch to our cage and we book it the hell out of here." He takes another thoughtful sip of his drink, and then he makes a face and shakes his head.
"Justice isn't that poetic. Fate could pull that off, but uh, pretty sure she hates me." He stops in the middle of repouring his drink and turns to look at her. "And I don't just mean that in the oh, my life sucks, Fate's out to get me way. I mean I literally am probably on her shitlist right now after this... thing." Balthazar unsank the Titanic because he hated the song. That was a thing that happened in Dean's life.
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"And while they're flailing around and dying, they flip the switch to our cage and we book it the hell out of here." He takes another thoughtful sip of his drink, and then he makes a face and shakes his head.
"Justice isn't that poetic. Fate could pull that off, but uh, pretty sure she hates me." He stops in the middle of repouring his drink and turns to look at her. "And I don't just mean that in the oh, my life sucks, Fate's out to get me way. I mean I literally am probably on her shitlist right now after this... thing." Balthazar unsank the Titanic because he hated the song. That was a thing that happened in Dean's life.
"It was Celine Dion's fault." And now he drinks.