A Supernatural Siren

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"So what did you boys find out?" Angelica asked as she slid into the seat next to Sam. "Hold on there, sweetheart. Where's the pie?" Dean stopped her. "It's in the oven, tough guy, calm down. I've got a timer set, don't worry." Dean let out a breath of relief and Angelica laughed. "I've never seen someone who values pie so much before." "Yeah well you've never seen my brother before." Sam replied sarcastically. Dean cleared his throat to signify that he was annoyed by Sam's remark. "So anyways, about this case, we-" "Hey bitch!" The guy from earlier, Philip Mont, slammed his hands down on the table they were sitting at. "I've been waiting for you to bring me my food for five minutes. Where is it, lame-ass?" He spat at her. "Okay first of all, Philip, I'm not your server. Second, five minutes isn't a long time, grow up. And lastly, can't you see I'm in a conversation? You interrupting it is rude, so sit down and learn your manners." Philip rolled his eyes and groaned. "I'm more important! Bring me my food now!" Angelica sighed and this time she was the one to roll her eyes. "Look I can't help you, I'm not your server." "You are if I say you are. You are here, just like all the other women, to serve me. So get your ass up and get me my damn food." He shouted, this time grabbing her tightly by the arm and pulling her out of her seat. She stumbled over her feet and he slapped her ass followed with a hoot. "Alright pal, I think you've had enough fun." Dean broke into the conversation, standing up. Sam followed him and also cut into the conversation. "Yeah I think it's time for you to leave." Philip looked up at the boys, who towered over him. "This isn't your place to argue so shut up and sit down or better yet, leave." He hissed. Sam and Dean exchanged glances before looking back down on Philip. "I'm gonna say this one more time, leave. I won't say it again." Dean commanded. "Or what?" Philip spat but one glance at the boys, who were cracking their knuckles and revealing their concealed pistols, had him thinking otherwise. He huffed and turned to go sit back down. Angelica came back to the boys, this time with plates of pie slices in her hands, and sat back down next to Sam. "Sorry about that, boys." "Don't apologize, it wasn't your fault." Sam replied with a small smile. "Now where were we?"