[The spin hug makes her laugh, too, and it's just such a perfect moment until Dean shows up- and then it's something strained, but in a beautifully broken way that's about love and pain and remembering to act like she's still the same person she was before he walked into the room.]
Oh, hey. [A forced smile. She puts Ben down and scoots him off to the kitchen with a breathy little chuckle.] Yeah, why don't you go on and pick one out that you like. Even put some more pepperoni on it.
[Once he's off, Mary takes a second to meet Dean's eyes. Her eyes are a little wet, but it's real. There's more honesty in her lost, sad look than in trying to smile for Ben's sake.]
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Oh, hey. [A forced smile. She puts Ben down and scoots him off to the kitchen with a breathy little chuckle.] Yeah, why don't you go on and pick one out that you like. Even put some more pepperoni on it.
[Once he's off, Mary takes a second to meet Dean's eyes. Her eyes are a little wet, but it's real. There's more honesty in her lost, sad look than in trying to smile for Ben's sake.]
Dean.