Dean was further impressed with Eva's duplicity; quite the natural troublemaker. He supposed that it never truly left the blood, even if it did not get exercised for a long time. He effectively shielded the last step to their charade and the pair slipped away from the punch table to watch the rest of the evening unfold. He still had the gin in hand and casually offered it to Eva. "I needed a prop. It's gin." He chuckled. The story had been a good one, but Dean had always been at good at talking in circles and at bullshit too. Put the skills altogether and he was the ultimate schmooze.

"Do you think anyone will notice?" It was a large punch bowl and he assumed the clear liquor would be well-disguised by the fruity flavor, but he would enjoy watching people's reactions nevertheless. "I should have gotten a glass for myself." He laughed that time, thinking he should have tried their con himself.