When Dean brought up the times she was a teenager and cried into the bowl of ice cream whilst watching the bad films together, Mika visibly cringed at the memory even if she did chuckle at the same time. She remembered those nights all too well and looking back they weren't her most....classy of moments she had. However in her defence it mostly happened if she had a stressful day at school or she was just in an emotional state of mind in general over something else. "you just HAD to bring those days up didnt ya?" she chuckled as he bumped her arm with his elbow lightly. "but yeah this is nice" she agreed. 

Entering the bar, she realised she couldn't remember the last time she came here and was pretty sure when she last did come here it was with Bobby. Due to her familial link to the man and his reputation of being the 'town drunk' she was all too used to people not fully taking to her, so when the waitress Diana came over, be all chirpy and nice to Dean but give her the once over, she wasn't in the least bit surprised. 

She looked around the bar as heads turned at Diana broadcasting his name out loud, seeing that even after her initial exclaim, some heads were still watching them intently, whilst others just went back to their own business. She figured she'd remain quiet as Dean spoke to Diana, noting how he was faking the smile for the most part as she knew his body language all too well. Better than most people really realised. 

Mika didn't know what it was about the job in being bar staff when female, but it seemed like a common occurance of them using the towel they had on their shoulder to hit their customers with. It never made any sense to her, but she kept her thoughts to herself, not in the slightest bit bothered as she was in this moment, in a really good mood. 

Walking over to the bar with Dean, she saw how awkward he was feeling so she gave him a discreet comforting squeeze of the hand, to let him know everything was okay. "yeah, lets get a drink" she agreed, before finding their spots and sitting up on the bar stool and ordering a beer to start off. Glancing around she recognised some faces but not all of them but she could easily pinpoint which men and women owned the bikes outside that they saw earlier on. 

"Seems like a busy night here tonight" she remarked in general.