Anna is game but skeptical. "How?"
It's still daytime, as Metallicar enters through the outer gates of Bobby's Auto Salvage Yard and Victorian Mansion that has too many rooms to count, but none suitable to serve as a guest room. Dean gingerly leads a blind, but still sassy Show Barnes down the cellar steps, to the panic room. Sam greets her, "Pamela!"
Show Barnes reaches out to him. "Sam?"
He approaches. "It's me, Sam."
"Sam, is that you?" She reaches out to read his features by touch. Her fingers gently slide down and off his face, as she's asks, "Know how I can tell?" Sam smiles, and we hear a loud smack. "That perky little ass of yours! You could bounce a nickel off that thing." Although she and Dean both smirk, I can't help but imagine Show Barnes telling him, "And that's the actual wording of that expression, dumbass; get it right next time." And yes, I acknowledge the fact that Dean's bungling of that line has been bothering me for thirteen months says way more about me than it does about Show. I wonder if Dean got the same welcome when he went to get Pamela. For her sake, I hope he did. I think I'm devoting so much time to this scene because it's one of the few I enjoyed, but I'll try not to dwell too long. Barnes tells Sam, "Of course I know it's you, grumpy, the same way I know that's a demon." She nods towards Ruby. "And that poor girl's Anna." She nods in Anna's direction, then turns back towards Sam. "And that you've been eyeing my rack." On my first watch-through, I only noticed Sam's embarrassment, but on subsequent viewings, I noticed how great Genevieve is in the back ground. She looks down and away, then straightens up, tilts her head, then stares straight at Pamela throughout this flirtatious exchange, but it's quite subtle. She never tries to hog the spotlight. Good job, Gen. Anyhow, Sam sputters at Barnes' observation. She tells him not to sweat it. "I've still got more senses than most." I'm pretty sure Dean would like to keep her around almost as much as I would.
She then introduces herself to Anna and says she's glad to help. In the background, Ruby crosses her arms in a defensive posture, just as Anna uncrosses hers. Anna says it's nice of her to help, but Show Barnes says, "Not really. Any chance I get to dick over an angel? I'm taking it." Anna wants to know why, so Show Barnes lifts her sunglasses to reveal Lilith-like opalescent eyes. Anna struggles not to recoil. Pamela says, "Demon-y, I know, but they're just plastic. It's good for business. Makes me look extra psychic, don't you think?" And where would one get those, exactly?