"Want me to get his attention?" asks Jordan.
"No." I say. "I will." Emma hasn't seen Dean in weeks, and wants to see him.
She walks up behind him and puts her hands over his eyes.
"Guess who?" she asks Dean seductively.
"I don't know." Says Dean, pulling her around him, his long, muscular arm wrapped around her slim waist.
"Hey, Sammy." Says Jordan.
"Why do they always do that?" asks Sammy, nodding at Emma and Dean kissing.
Jordan sighs.
"I don't know. Maybe they love each other?" says Jordan.
"Sammy," Dean says, breathing heavily. Emma pulls him back in. "Get The Car."
"Okay." Says Sammy, visibly gagging.
"I'll come too." Says Jordan.
"Okay." says Sammy.
Emma and Dean get in the back of the car, still kissing.
"Save the PDA for the bedroom." Says Sammy.
Emma starts unbuttoning Dean's shirt.
"Not in the car." Say Sammy and Jordan at the same time.
"Wait till we get home!" says Jordan.
"Drop us off at my place." Says Emma, just before the Demon jumps on to the roof of the car.
