Leaving the panic room, the men operate like the well-oiled machine they are when they're at their best. Bobby warns them to aim carefully and not run out of ammo until he is done, or the ghosts will shred them. They make their way to the staircase without event, but once there, encounter Ron. Poor Ron. He looks up and says, "Hey, Dean, do you remember me?" all sweetly. Dean flashes back to the hostage situation in the bank where Ronald ended up taking a bullet. Dean's face lights up. "Ron, with the laser eyes? I wish I could say it was good to see you." Ron's face changes from sweet to hateful. "I am dead because of you. You were suppose to HELP ME!" Bam, a shotgun blasts salt right through and Ron's gone. Again. Bobby scolds Dean. "If you're gonna shoot, shoot. Don't talk."
They rush to the library and each man does his appointed task: setting out the books; laying out salt; kindling the fire. Bobby directs Sam upstairs to get his red hex box out of the linen closet and Sam's off like a flash. Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb. The Shining Twins materialize in the library and call Bobby by name. Dean gets them both with one shot, but we hear their evil giggles even after they're gone. He sends Dean to the kitchen cutlery drawer to retrieve hemlock, opium, and wormwood from its false bottom. Dean stops to say, "Opium?" but Bobby barks at him to go. I don't blame you, Bobby. It's not like they're new at this. Bobby's reading the book and drawing on his desk blotter with some chalk, when the Shining Twins return. "Bobby, you walked right by us. Blah blah blah. You're so mean. You let us die. You big stinker. I'm telling mommy. Waaah." Bobby's shaken, and possibly more sympathetic than I. He grabs his rifle, but does nothing more.