( Boy, it sure has been a long time since anybody called Dean Winchester nice. It's also been a long time since anybody softly grabbed his shoulder like this, and an even longer time since they were even remotely on his enthusiasm level about movie night. All of these things alone would be points in her favor, but then she goes and-
And-
She asks him for an Elvis burger.
His voice drops an octave, and he's grimly, theatrically, imploringly earnest when he says: )
I would love... to make you an Elvis burger.
( He might shed a tear over this. She's the perfect woman. Everybody else go home. )
Lucy, I'm gonna make you the best damn burger you ever had in your life.
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And-
She asks him for an Elvis burger.
His voice drops an octave, and he's grimly, theatrically, imploringly earnest when he says: )
I would love... to make you an Elvis burger.
( He might shed a tear over this. She's the perfect woman. Everybody else go home. )
Lucy, I'm gonna make you the best damn burger you ever had in your life.
( He swears. )