[b]LEXI[/b] Dean's reply about needing the exercise made her half smirk and half chuckle, whilst shaking her head lightly, her still damp messy red hair falling in front of her face on one side. Lifting one hand up, she tucked it behind her ear to try and keep it under control if it was even possible right now. She noticed the way he began to smirk at her and she felt like she could go weak at the knees. He really did get right under her skin in all the best ways and she wouldn't have it any other way. The next words that came out of his mouth made her raise an eyebrow, but smirk back. "Well...Dean Winchester, that's quite the proposition you've made me" she replied, stepping around the bed to his side of it and perching on the edge. "I guess I should give you an answer" she flirtatiously smirked back, looking down at how close their fingers were to each other's. Suddenly a solo shower seemed completely out of the question and not an option. Deliberately looking up to his face slowly, she smiled more. "I say lead the way" she replied, unable to get the smile off of her face. Getting back up, she went back to grab something to wear that wasn't a bed sheet. She wasn't expecting to bump into the other two on their way to Dean's shower, but she also didn't want to take that risk either. So she found a loose fitting strap top and mini shorts, pulling them on as Dean headed toward the door first, opening it and stepping out waiting for her. As she turned to head to the door, she saw Dean leaning back in over the threshold muttering to her about what he just saw which made her raise an eyebrow. "Oh really?" she whispered, highly entertained by the news that Anya and Sam got rough in the night. She stepped up to Dean, taking his hand once Anya had walked past Dean. "After the shower, we're questioning those two. Make it as awkward for them as possible" she told him with a wicked smile on her lips. It was just too tempting of a situation to put Sam and Anya in, she couldn't pass it up. [b]SAM[/b] As Anya pressed her hand against his forehead and used him to sign, he smiled widely and let out a little mini chuckle as she showed what a playful mood she had woken up in. It was intoxicating and he had to really implement self control or he truly would just stay in bed all day and not move unless it was to get a drink and nothing else. It seemed Anya was getting that from him as she made the first move to get up off the bed and look for the shirt she had found last night to borrow. He couldn't help himself but watch her the entire time, taking in the way her body moved. She was rapidly becoming a drug he never wanted to come down from. He snapped out of his thoughts about how much he hoped she would stay for a while and how much he just felt the need to be near her the entire time. He wished he could figure out why he felt like that so quickly when he barely knew her or what it was about her that drove him crazy, but either way he wasn't complaining. He gave her a nod of understanding at the universal sign for 'drink' as she pushed himself up to sit up a bit more, rather than letting himself remain laid down. He was convinced if he stayed flat on the bed, he would just easily go back to sleep for a bit. Matching her smirk at her next sign, he forced himself to get up and off the bed, where he leaned down and grabbed a pair of sweats to pull on so he was somewhat decent for walking through the bunker. He couldn't be bothered to find a shirt, knowing eventually he would find his way to the shower but only when he was certain that Dean or Lexi wasn't in it. From his room, he heard another door open and that was when he figured either or both Dean and Lexi had got up and about to be wandering through the halls. This made him look in his mirror and try desperately to smooth out out his matted hair like some school girl trying to hide her morning walk of shame signs. It was proving useless, some strands of hair just refused to flatten and it made him sigh before he just took a deep breath, exhaled once more and stepped out of his room.