Dinner and a Thought

He laughed wiped his face a bit so he'd be able to see better. Dean grabbed the can of chocolate sauce and poured a bit into his own mouth, savoring the sweet taste since he was such a choco-freak. "Maybe," he said with a shrug. "But you haven't." With a large smile planted across his face, Dean began to pour the chocolate sauce all over her face and shirt as well.

"It could probably get a little more messier," He said with a shrug. Dean smiled and hugged Tamesis back while at the same time wiping his chocolate creamed hands all over her, but then giving her a nice big hug.
He pulled away form her and smiled. "So, you want to get even more dirty?"

"Well, yes we are quite dirty..." Dean said, leaning against the metal table behind him. He looked at himself from top to bottom, then doing the same to Tamesis. "Actually, I don't think we could possible get any more dirtier, do you?" He had actually thought that they could] get messier, but then he realized - after looking at himself and her - they couldn't.

Dean shrugged and smiled. "Probably," he said taking a seat on a bar stool and leaning his elbows against the table. "So..." He was trying to think of something to talk about or ask, but nothing came up. Hopefully Tamesis would think of a topic.

Dean shrugged and gave a loud snort. "So? What are they going to do, make us clean or something?" That was probably what they would do if they caught them so dirty inside the dirty kitchen. He looked around the room, chocolate syrup and whipped cream splattered all over the floor, as well as slices and pieces of various fruits. "Maybe we should clean some of this up..."