[Clayton leaves Dean's gift in a squat, decorated bag next to his room's door - a bottle of expensive-looking aged bourbon delicately wrapped in red tissue paper and dusted ever so slightly with silver glitter, likely from being in contact with some other present. The brand almost certainly isn't one that Dean is familiar with, being one that Clayton knows from his version of Earth, but its taste is just as smooth as you'd expect with a surprise hint of spice at the tail end. A note scrawled in appalling handwriting is at the bottom of the bag.]
Hope this makes up for my part of the bill. If you need help drinking it, let me know. --Clayton
[ THIS IS SO CUTE, he is definitely returning the favor though it's less whiskey and more, uh. salt and chalk and a detailed description on how to draw a demon trap.
[ okay that's fine, honestly, Clayton can see what Dean is trying to do here and he honestly appreciates the gesture, bless his heart. That salt and chalk is definitely going into a pocket on his new toolbelt though.]
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Hope this makes up for my part of the bill.
If you need help drinking it, let me know.
--Clayton
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[ okay that's fine, honestly, Clayton can see what Dean is trying to do here and he honestly appreciates the gesture, bless his heart. That salt and chalk is definitely going into a pocket on his new toolbelt though.]