"Indeed," Dean slapped some coins down on the bar, hoping they would find their way where they belonged. He would be back though, so could always settle up another time if not. Stuffing his change back into his pocket, he looked back up just in time to see the first punch thrown.

"And time to go." He confirmed, slinking around the bar toward the open back door he could see from his seat. Dean spilled out into the alleyway laughing, trying to get his bearings and figure out what to do next, before looking back over his shoulder to see if his new friend had bothered to follow him this way or not.