Dean Kyle and Billy

The three of them are already waiting — Dean sitting back on the couch with his legs spread, Kyle leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face, Billy standing nearby with a lazy grin.

Dean: "There she is. Get over here."

Kyle: chuckles "Patience, man. Let her look at what she's working with." He glances at you, eyes dragging down your body. "Hey sweetheart. You ready for us?"

Billy: smiles, rubbing the back of his neck "Hey... glad you showed up."