11372/Dean plus Magic=Trouble

Dean plus Magic=Trouble
Date of Scene:	21 April 2020
Location:	The Magic Box, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Buffy runs into Dean at the Magic Box. Barbs are traded.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Dean Winchester

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Buffy Summers has posed:
It's early evening, and the magic shop is milling with people. Must be some sort of sale going on. Whatever the case is, Buffy was called in to assist again, with Anya on vacation and Giles having some important Watcher's meeting to attend. Or something.

So here she is, minding the store on her own, a little over her head as she's not exactly all knowledgable about all these magic trinkets, but she's doing the best she can.

"Good grief, where are all my witchy friends when I need 'em?" she sighs, wiping her brow as she does her best to keep up. At least the store will be closing fairly soon...Or Giles will be back soon..Hopefully?

Dean Winchester has posed:
Outside, a certain black Impala pulls up as Dean gets out, snags the keys, and locks the car. Striding in, Dean looks every bit like what he thinks he is, tough as nails demon hunter who kicks demon butt for a living. Oh, he's got his knives, his pistol and one hell of a shopping list...

See. See. He needs to buy tings, and haul butt outta state, up to Mass. Drop things off, then return here. Oh, the great and mighty Dean Winchester. Delivery boy...

Buffy Summers has posed:
Okaaay, of all the people she expected to see here, she was hoping NOT to run into a certain shady, suspicious, smart alec Demon Hunter. Again. ARrgh. She turns to face the door and her smile quickly fades at the sight of him.

"Oh. You again. Why are you here?" she rolls her eyes a bit. Honestly, she doesn't hate him, doesn't even dislike him, but why's he so damn weird? And suspicious? And weird!?

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean shrugs. "Got sent out here to buy things, then drive 200 miles north up to Massachusetts, and drop things off, then return. That's the short answer. Long answer is blah blah blah demon this witch that. Really...just an excuse to, y'know, road trip and tie in throwing crap in the back of my car." Dean admits, unzipping his jacket and shrugging. Sure, there's his gun under it, but Dean shrugs. "So, you like to help me, or you gonna watch me make an idiot of myself?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, leaning over the counter as she peers at him, hazel eyes glittering with amusement, "Oh yeah? did your Goth girlfriend send you out on an errand? Or is someone else using you as a golden retriever today?" she laughs, "what, couldn't find anywhere closer, or just HAD to drop by to give me a headache..?"

She arches a bemused eyebrow when he offers to make an idiot of himself and stifles a laugh, "Well, you're ALWAYS making an idiot of yourself, and it's nice to have free entertainment, however.." she sighs, "I suppose Giles would skin me alive if I scared away customers. What can I get ya?"

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean grits his teeth. "You listen here Buffy. You may find this funny, and if it was Sammy in this jam I'd do the same. But it's me you're dealing with so" Dean says. "You wanna help me or not. None of this half assed oh maybe I will crap" he adds bringing a shopping list out of his jacket. "Want me to go from the top or?" Dean adds, not moving an inch.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers sighs, "No offense Dean, I mean you don't seem like a bad guy, just..Every time we meet, I catch you knee deep in trouble, or doing something suspicious. Forgive me if I find it hard to trust you or take you seriously." with a shrug and a smile she just nods. "Go ahead. Tell me everything you need. You preparing for a spell, or what? You in some kinda trouble?" hey, at least she seems to be taking him at least semi-seriously now..

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean shrugs. "S'my life Buffy. What can I tell you. It's not like you're any different, you kick vampire ass. I kick demon ass. Just in the same field of putting supernatural problems to rest, ain't we?" Dean drawls. "I mean, you beat things with a stake. I knife fight 'em to death. Think I could stake fight a vampire?" he asks, handing over the list. There's your usual herbs, a few moonlight beams, a scale of a chupacabra, the odd blessed herb, a piece of bark grown in a fairy circle, the usual...

Dean shrugs. "Got a friend up in the Northeast, neeeds to have a little neighbor problem resolved. So, met a faith healer who needs all that for a spell. How'd you guess I was shopping?" Dean asks. "Before ou even say it, Summers. This is not how I'd act if I got sent out by my wife to shop, alright?" Dean laughs. Hey, he can't take it seriously too either

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers just shakes her head, clicking her tongue as she focuses on the list. "wow, hmm, got one of those gremlin demon infestations?" It's a guess, based on the list of ingredients but she's not as knowledgable as Giles or Anya. "Alright, let's see, gimme a sec." she steps behind the counter, leading him towards the back, "Okay, herbs are here, in bulk, it's all alphabetical, so why dont ya start on those? Meanwhile, lemme grab some of these other ingredients.."

And she heads for some of the weirder stuff, grabbing some chupacabra scales, fairy bark, moonlight beams. "Careful with the moonlight beams, should be kept away from sunlight, hence the light proof jar.." and Buffy slips it into said jar as she speaks.

"Let's see, how're you doing with those herbs?" she smiles, "It's not like I don't respect you or what you do. On the contrary, it's a bit admirable that a non-powered human has the guts to go up against the demons and other nasties that you do. Takes a lot of skill and intelligence and know-how. Just..Quit being so..so secretive, you know? We're on the same side, we should be working together.."

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean nods. "Got a shopping cart handy? Jeez, I feeel like I'm in one of those big box stores. Cereal, milk, eggs, demonic killing things, detergent..." Dean muses with a grin. "Oh you should meet my friends" Dean adds. "sammy, Castiel, there's Jo, there's Ash and company. And Bobby too. Did I miss anyone? Doubt it. Anyhow, we're all determined. Should come ride with me some day" Dean grins.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, "Don't shop for magical items often? In your line of work, better get used to it. Some of them can be pretty..Unpleasant.." she wrinkles her nose at an old memory. "Heh, over here.." she pulls one over. "I'd love to meet your friends, we should definitely trade notes. Ever been to the Blue Lady? That's my second job, and also a hangout for some of my friends. I mean, seriously, we should do this.."

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean laughs. "You ain't seen the trunk of my car have you?" he grins, "Nah but thanks though. how much do I owe you u guys? Sure I could drop by the Blue Lady. That's the jazz club in Bloodhaven right?" he asks. "Honestly, I leave the magic stuff to Sam or Castiel" Dean admits. "Well, aside from one magic thing that is"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, "Well, last time I tried to take a peek, your girlfriend nearly jumped me. Remember?" she laughs, shaking her head as she rings his things through, "That's gonna be 60$." hey, she's giving him a deal here, "Lucky you, some of those are clearance or sale items." she nods again, "It's in Fort Joseph, but close to Bludhaven yeah, drop by some time!"