It's just desserts.

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

Characters: gimmepie and ALL OF YOU.
Setting: [F1] Cafeteria, Monday during the day.
Format: Starting brackets, will match you though!
Summary: PIE? Dean exploring.
Warnings: If no one makes Dean eat oatmeal before his pie, something icky may happen. Also language a la Winchester is likely.

[Hello cafeteria, Dean's just found you. The climb down brought him through a lot of rooms that were confusing and probably impossible to believe, but he didn't stay long in any particular room. He's surveying the tower actually. If he sees someone who looks like they might know something, he'll bother them and get the information he needs.

For now, he's going to take a look at the food options, because a hungry man does not a good investigator make. It's obviously difficult to decide between ice cream or ice cream. Or wait, is that pie?]

Comments

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[New handsome face spotted, France hones in on.] Such a variety to choose from, non? [Voice is droll. So droll. And she may or may not be checking out his ass.]

Someone save me I can't stop him

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[There sure are a lot of hot chicks here. He's starting to wonder if maybe this is one of his dreams or something.]

I'd say the owner of this place has a major sweet tooth or something.

[And wow, she is definitely his type.]

I'm Dean Winchester, [He grins and steals her hand to kiss the back of it in a gesture far more classy than his usual flirting.] and you must be a dream come true.

Nope, just gonna enable here.

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[Mm, American, but not bad packaging~]

That or Molly managed to convince them into giving us nothing but ice cream.

[She hides her smile with her free hand and chuckles, finding his pick-up line adorable more than charming... though that might be her age talking.] I see the ice cream's not the only sweet thing here. I'm Francisca Bonnefoy.

The worst enabling. 8(

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[All American package. :3]

Molly?

[Should he know a Molly? Maybe he should, he doesn't know. Oh yay she didn't slap him or call him a pig or something! He smiles big and bright. Despite even these circumstances, he can still manage to flirt.]

Forever enables. 83

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[All prime American red-meat? Mmmm~]

Ah, one of the children in the tower - she loves her desserts.

[She's giving him a once-over, better watch out Dean - if she has her way, you're lunch.]

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[Grade A quality stuff, too.]

Well that explains that, of course this menu would've been picked by a kid. So does that mean they actually listen to what people want around here?

[He sees no problem with being looked at~]

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[Careful, she might decide Dean's on the menu tonight.

Shrugs.] On occasion. They listen to some things... And completely ignore others. For the most part, they ignore us and leave us be.

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[He's cougar kibble, always and forever.]

Huh. Is there any way to get in contact with them or...?

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[Brb, licking ma chops.]

Oh, there's a suggestion box that some of the others have put requests into. Some of them are accepted, while others are rejected.

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[Fanning myself oh.]

Where's the box at? Who actually takes the suggestions from it when the time comes?

[He might have a few suggestions for them, himself.]

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[Glances up in thought and answers:] I haven't used it myself, so I'm not entirely sure. From what I understand, no one sees who takes the suggestions, just the results - either they are accepted or denied.

[Gives him a not-entirely-innocent smile.] Why, did you need something?