Dean was just turning the lock behind the last customer when Nathaniel spoke up. He looked over and smiled. He'd already put all the chairs up on the tables and swept the floor. The glasses were washed and put away. All that was really left was for Nathaniel to do the money part and they were done.

Which meant Dean could give into that little flutter of anticipation he'd been holding off all night long. "All set, I think, unless you have anything else you need me to do?"