Sam is a dead man for putting him up to this. He didn't need a blind date, he could pick women just fine and has. If anything his brother could use a blind date more than him or hell Cas.

He sighed, leaning against a tree trunk, looking bored and impatient.

Yeah, he was so gonna find some itching powder to stick in Sam's underwear tonight. Or better yet, high octane chili powder. Yeah, that'd work.

He sighed again as he scanned the area some more.