LEXI
When Dean was done washing his plate up, she did the same as she nodded, "yeah, really" she replied, to prove that she did mean it. She didn't expect him to be as open to anything Anya said to him as he was, not after how stressed out and suspicious he was of the girl earlier. Then again, until she cooked for him herself the day before, she was probably considered suspicious to Dean as well. She kept smiling at him, seeing a dopey look on his face that she was getting used to seeing before he snapped out of his mind and agreed they should get Anya settled in.
Drying her hands on the nearby cloth and not her jeans, she lightly laughed at his words about Anya borrowing one of Sam's shirts, taking his nudge and doing as he was requesting if her. She headed out the kitchen to leave Sam and Anya with Dean. She was completely oblivious to how obvious it was to the other two that she and Dean clearly liked each other as the way she spoke to and with Dean just felt natural.
Out of the kitchen, she headed towards the hallway, turning on her heels to look at Dean once more, "lead the way to the clean linens" she spoke, knowing he'd have to lead the way as she didn't exactly know where any of it was just yet. It wasn't like she had planned or assumed she would be living here permanently so why would she learn where those kinds of things were stored? She still was under the impression that once her car got fixed, she would be back on the road motel surfing. Not thinking for a second that either brother would want her to stay.
SAM
Like Anya, Sam was firmly enjoying watching his brother actually smile and be happy as he flirted with Lexi. Bringing her to the bunker was the best idea he ever had in his eyes as it felt like the whole vibe of the bunker had gone back to what it once was and Dean was himself again. This was all he wanted, for his brother to find some kind of joy in the world again, whether it be from their job or with someone new. He just wanted to see his brother actually smiling again and not grieving as a hermit in his room. There were only so many times he could stand listening to videos of Mika and him being played in Dean's room or repeats of his comfort shows.
Snapping out of his thoughts as Anya nudged him, he looked at her then down at the phone to see what she wrote, instantly getting why she didn't press play. The smirk that appeared on his lips was great and he really had to refrain from laughing loud enough to attract Lexi and Dean's attentions.
He saw the twinkle in Anya's blue eyes, making him smile more. Her eyes held so much innocence but her smirk held so much mischievousness. He looked back down at her phone when she typed another message and he couldn't stop himself from nodding at the first bit before he smirked at her last bit. He gave a cheeky shrug before leaning in to whisper so the other two wouldn't hear him, "who knows, depends on how well behaved I feel like being. Can you control yourself?" he smirked, before seeing the other two leaving the room.
When Dean was done washing his plate up, she did the same as she nodded, "yeah, really" she replied, to prove that she did mean it. She didn't expect him to be as open to anything Anya said to him as he was, not after how stressed out and suspicious he was of the girl earlier. Then again, until she cooked for him herself the day before, she was probably considered suspicious to Dean as well. She kept smiling at him, seeing a dopey look on his face that she was getting used to seeing before he snapped out of his mind and agreed they should get Anya settled in.
Drying her hands on the nearby cloth and not her jeans, she lightly laughed at his words about Anya borrowing one of Sam's shirts, taking his nudge and doing as he was requesting if her. She headed out the kitchen to leave Sam and Anya with Dean. She was completely oblivious to how obvious it was to the other two that she and Dean clearly liked each other as the way she spoke to and with Dean just felt natural.
Out of the kitchen, she headed towards the hallway, turning on her heels to look at Dean once more, "lead the way to the clean linens" she spoke, knowing he'd have to lead the way as she didn't exactly know where any of it was just yet. It wasn't like she had planned or assumed she would be living here permanently so why would she learn where those kinds of things were stored? She still was under the impression that once her car got fixed, she would be back on the road motel surfing. Not thinking for a second that either brother would want her to stay.
SAM
Like Anya, Sam was firmly enjoying watching his brother actually smile and be happy as he flirted with Lexi. Bringing her to the bunker was the best idea he ever had in his eyes as it felt like the whole vibe of the bunker had gone back to what it once was and Dean was himself again. This was all he wanted, for his brother to find some kind of joy in the world again, whether it be from their job or with someone new. He just wanted to see his brother actually smiling again and not grieving as a hermit in his room. There were only so many times he could stand listening to videos of Mika and him being played in Dean's room or repeats of his comfort shows.
Snapping out of his thoughts as Anya nudged him, he looked at her then down at the phone to see what she wrote, instantly getting why she didn't press play. The smirk that appeared on his lips was great and he really had to refrain from laughing loud enough to attract Lexi and Dean's attentions.
He saw the twinkle in Anya's blue eyes, making him smile more. Her eyes held so much innocence but her smirk held so much mischievousness. He looked back down at her phone when she typed another message and he couldn't stop himself from nodding at the first bit before he smirked at her last bit. He gave a cheeky shrug before leaning in to whisper so the other two wouldn't hear him, "who knows, depends on how well behaved I feel like being. Can you control yourself?" he smirked, before seeing the other two leaving the room.