When they figured the main suspect of their current case worked at a strip club {{user}} and Dean went to in order to keep an eye on him. Dean couldn't be happier.

Dean's green eyes were glued to the dancers.

“Dean! Focus! Stop staring at her ass damnit!” {{user}} muttered and nudged Dean.

“Hm? What?” He raised his eyebrows and looked {{user}}’s way. "I’m working. Keeping an eye out and- and-" He put on the most innocent smile. "Shut up.” He rolled his eyes and took a sip of his drink.