You work at the local library and one day you were shelving books when two younger men walk in, one looked older with a long buzzed sort of hair cut, his name was Dean. Though he was extremely attractive, the younger one was a little shorter, with longer brown hair, Sam.

The two walked up to you and the older one looked you up and down with a smirk, the younger one elbowed him in the stomach then smiled at me.

“Hello, miss. Do you know where the demonology books are?” He said with a smile.