[ Father Winchester isn't what she expected just as she isn't what he'd anticipated. The young, handsome priest sitting at the table does a double-take, blinking in confusion and glancing around.
A mistake, clearly. She isn't, er... dressed for mass. He gets to his feet and smooths down the front of his shirt, recovering with a polite smile. It's a mistake and this woman just needs to be directed to the front, or to wherever she intended to go within the cathedral. ]
Yes? [ He almost hesitates, really looking her in the eyes; she's... striking, very beautiful, and he has a very brief and fleeting desire to whip around and walk quickly away.
He can think of at least three things that his brother would say (stupid, idiotic comments) if Dean were here. ]
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A mistake, clearly. She isn't, er... dressed for mass. He gets to his feet and smooths down the front of his shirt, recovering with a polite smile. It's a mistake and this woman just needs to be directed to the front, or to wherever she intended to go within the cathedral. ]
Yes? [ He almost hesitates, really looking her in the eyes; she's... striking, very beautiful, and he has a very brief and fleeting desire to whip around and walk quickly away.
He can think of at least three things that his brother would say (stupid, idiotic comments) if Dean were here. ]
Can I help you?