Dean laughed and shrugged his shoulders proudly at her comment about his charm.  He kissed her back with a wide smile on his face, just staring at her as she pulled back from him, eating her breakfast.  Something as simple as her chewing had him smitten, distracted, and all around not in the mood to work.

When she suddenly stood from the table, got rid of her mug and brushed past him, he watched her intently, all the way to the stairs, his eyebrows raised.  As he sat there, mouth slightly open wondering what she would potentially come back down with, Bobby cleared his throat from across the room.

“Do you need a suit?”, Bobby asked Dean, after snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Um…yeah.  Yeah I actually do.”, Dean muttered, “Just the jacket.”

He then stood from his seat, leaving his mug on the table and ran up stairs to retrieve his dress shirt and pants.  Bobby sighed and stood from his desk, walking over to his bedroom to grab one of his old black suit jackets for Dean, having already updated his FBI badge.  What would these kids do without him?

Dean stepped into the bedroom carefully, walking over to Mika’s closet, where he had hung his clothes to keep them from being wrinkled, “So, what sexy get up are you going out in today, to woo all the men?”

He smiled brightly, pulling his FBI outfit from the closet and tossing it on the edge of the bed.