Warping to Destiny - A Supernatural FanFiction

Chapter 54 - The Big Date, Part 2

Katie's POV

We walked up the hallway from the 'park' to another door on the opposite side. There was a hand lettered sign on the door that read:

   Welcome to

  Le Café Garth

Please enter and

Wait to be seated!

Dean opened the door, and he and Maggie entered first. Garth was standing there waiting, looking for all the world like a maitre d' of a fancy restaurant. He was wearing a black vest and pants and a white shirt, and he had a large white linen napkin folded and draped over his arm. He gave a slight bow in our general direction, and said "Good evening," and then he looked at Dean and asked, "How many in your party, sir?"

Maggie and I were looking at each other and covering our mouths to hide our grins. Dean stood up stiff and straight and said, "Two, please."

Garth looked at Sam and said "I shall return momentarily," and led Dean and Maggie off to a table. While they were gone I took the opportunity to appreciate the room, which was about half the size of the park room. The atmosphere was very romantic. The lighting was soft, created by candles in sconces all around the room. The walls were painted a pale peach color. On all four sides of the room there was a small table placed near the wall with two chairs set across from each other. The tables were covered with white linin tablecloths, and place settings were already laid on two of them. Each table also had two long, thin white candles on the side nearest the wall.

Romantic, European type music was playing softly from speakers set in all four corners of the room and slightly tilted downwards. I looked for but couldn't find where the music was being played from.

I was once again speechless. While this room was not as shocking as the park room, the idea that the boys would go to these lengths to surprise us took my breath away. I looked at Sam and discovered he was watching me intently, with a slight smile on his face that looked extremely mischievous.

Garth came back just then and led us to the table near the wall opposite from Dean and Maggie. I noted there was enough space between us to assure privacy if we spoke normally.

Maggie's POV

This was just too much. The tables even had very nice dinner plates and real silver cutlery, with a linen napkin folded fancily on the plate. There were Champaign glasses at the table setting as well. Garth, well, I could hardly stop staring at Garth. He totally kept in character without once cracking a smile. He must have rehearsed that all day. And Dean was acting like eating in fancy restaurants was something he did all the time. But I could see the sides of his lips tremble now and then, as if he were having to try very hard not to crack a smile.

After Garth seated Sam and Katie he went through a door slightly behind me that I hadn't even noticed was there. He came out with a bottle of Champaign and held the bottle label side toward Dean. Dean nodded, and Garth uncorked the wine, and handed the cork to Dean. Dead made a big, exaggerated show out of looking at the cork for flaws, which made me giggle. Again he nodded to Garth, who then poured a small amount into Dean's wine glass. While he was pouring it, I was able to read the label - Dom Pérignon, Vintage 1999. Holy Shit!

Though I tried, I just couldn't keep a straight face, as once again Dean made a very elaborate show out of smelling and tasting the Champaign, and pronounced it acceptable. He may have missed his calling. He could have been a great actor. But he lost it when Garth had filled both our glasses and stepped away. He looked over at me, and whatever he saw in my expression made him turn his head away and snort out loud with laughter.