...Greybull, Wyoming, where the LYING LIARS WHO LIE -- here posing as bloggers for FlooredByTheLord.com -- have gained entrance to Chez Jenkins and are now pumping the gentleman of the manor for information on his so-called miraculous escape from death. Long story short, they're trying to trip him up on the details, thereby getting the guy to admit to something nefarious, and they fail, because Jim Jenkins hasn't a truly nefarious bone in his unnaturally undead body. Yep, no desperate midnight dealings with sassy crossroads demonettes, no unfortunately fortunate (or fortunately unfortunate) encounters with Satan-sent skanks of either the black- or the red-eyed variety, nothing. Mr. Jenkins simply believes that "angels are watching over [him]" for whatever reason, and that's that. Darling Sammy, who'd been getting noticeably pissy during the interview, looks like he's about to throw down, but Dean kindly thanks the unnaturally undead fellow for the latter's time, and Our Intrepid Heroes leave.