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"I know your good, but-“
“Let’s bet! If I win, I’ll get your guitar!”
Gus just snorts. “I promised Jimmy not give it ever away, sorry darling.”
“Yeah sure”, Dean rolls his eyes amused. “Okay, Karaoke then. I’ll choose your song!”
“And when I win?”
Dean shrugs. „You won’t.“
Thrusting, he takes the cue and sinks in the three balls in question easily.
“Yee-ha!”, Dean cheers.
“You bloody lucky bastard!”
“Dean Winchester, I’m starving over here!” It’s Charlie’s sharp voice that draws Dean’s attention.
“Don’t forget!”, Dean advises Gus while walking over to his friend.
“I owe you”, Gus approves.