[It's safe to assume that seeing Dean walk out on stage was more or less the last thing she expected. She's seen him at rehearsals for Rocky Horror (that name still doesn't make much sense, but then again, neither does the plot), but this is entirely different.
This is...this feels more like Dean himself. Not a character. Not someone else's absurd lyrics. This is...this is just Dean.
And he's quite good!
She stands up, drifting closer to the stage, absently abandoning her drink on an empty table. All she can think about at the moment is Dean. And her eyes gleam as she watches him, as she listens to him...as she is in awe of him.]
I LOVE Jensen singing that!
This is...this feels more like Dean himself. Not a character. Not someone else's absurd lyrics. This is...this is just Dean.
And he's quite good!
She stands up, drifting closer to the stage, absently abandoning her drink on an empty table. All she can think about at the moment is Dean. And her eyes gleam as she watches him, as she listens to him...as she is in awe of him.]