"Okay. So there's no problems, then."

Except for the fact that, well, you know, Dean's pretty sure a century is long enough to confirm that he's a little out of practice in the whole dating thing, and he's not even sure how the hell they do this. It's not like the most stereotypical way of doing things is going to help - picking up girls from a bar isn't anything close to this...thing with Cas.

Dean inhales, holds it, and shrugs. "We'll wing it. 's what we do, right?"