"Maybe later you can roll in some with me?" Dean grinned, and waggled his eyebrows a little. And he wouldn't mind ruining the suit. He felt more comfortable in cotton, flannel and leather. Not this high end crap. He only wore suits for when he was pretending to be an official or agent.

He then remarked, "Mal don't know what he's talking about, no offense. You look uh..." Amazing, pretty, cute. "Beautiful."