4th Floor Common Room, Evening

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel sat on the counch watching March of the Penguins hoping a movie about Antartica would help her not think about how hot it was. It wasn't working.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Right. Stupid question."

[likethegun]

"If you're making it, then I want some. That's pretty much how it works." He smirked as he peeked into the kitchen to watch Dean.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Hey remember when you were little and you'd demand to sit on the counter to watch??" Dean asked, as he put the drink together.

[likethegun]

Sam smiled. "Yeah, I do. Of course, the key word in that sentence is 'little' - now I can stand and watch you just the same."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Plus you'd probably break the counter if you did sit on it," Dean pointed out with a smirk.

[likethegun]

"Hey! I would not," Sam said, pouting. "I don't weigh that much, and I have faith that our counters here are very sturdy."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Better than the average crap motel, I'll give you that," Dean admitted. "But still..."

[likethegun]

"Do you want to end up wearing that float?" Sam asked. "Not that I'd actually do that, because that would be a waste of food, but the insinuation that I'd break a counter is still mean."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Fine," Dean said, rolling his eyes a little. "You wouldn't break the counter." He paused. "Just look damn silly with those long legs of yours dangling."

[likethegun]

Deciding that speculation could only go so far, Sam went over and cleared space off of the counter, and pushed himself up to sit down. "You were saying?"