Sam and Dean continue humoring the Miniature Hell Hounds, asking if they've ever seen a ghost. Beard-y (because there literally is nothing specific or remarkable about either of these characters, I'm going to have to refer to them as "Beard-y" and "NoBeard," sorry) gets kind of quiet and says, yes, they have. He clarifies, while checking out an old house, "We saw a vase, fall off a table." NoBeard interjects, "By itself." Beard-y clarifies further, "Well, we didn't actually see it. We heard it. Something like that? It, it changes you." Dean, wearing the collar of his leather jacket up like he's Bela Lugosi, shakes his head and says they should leave the Yappy Dogs to their "work." Beard-y giggles nonsensically and then jokes, also nonsensically, "That pot we smoked gave me the giggles." Because, get it? They're silly, paranoid, conspiracy-and-ghost-minded potheads. God, somebody should have upgraded from the Character Generator 1.3. I think that stock character technology has improved just a little since fucking Piers Plowman.
Sam walks out of the library and meets Dean outside. Sam couldn't find a "Mordechai Murdoch" in any public records. Dean couldn't figure out who the supposedly dead girl is. As they get to the Metallicar, Dean suggests they forget this case, positing that the Hellhounds made it all up. Sam reluctantly agrees, and Dean says the first reasonable thing of the episode: "I say we find ourselves a bar and some beers and leave the legend to the locals." Dean slides into the driver's seat as Sam sneakily stays outside the car, bending down to peer inside the windows. As Dean turns the car on, mariachi music plays super-loud. Dean yells in surprise and turns the music off, Sam chuckles and gets in the car, licking his finger and making the universal symbol for "Ssssst...burn!" while mouthing the words, "One, me." Dean is not impressed: "That's all you got? That's weak. That is bush league."Back outside the house, The Skeptic and two girls pause to discuss their imminent death. One of the girls exposits that the other, "Jill," chose "dare" over "truth" and so has to go grab a jar from Mordechai's cellar or make out with The Skeptic. Please remind me to stop playing Truth or Dare when I'm forty-five like these people. Just doesn't show a person in the best light possible. Jill breathes heavily as she walks into the house. She hears some metal-y, scrape-y noise and calls out "hello?" a few times. She creeps about some more, opens the door to the cellar, slowly opens it, and heads down. Quite a lot of screen time given over to creating an "atmosphere" that just isn't. Down in the cellar she meanders about, grabs a jar, hears a scary noise, drops the jar, breathes heavily. We finally get a shot of her from the front, and see a tall farmer ghost immediately behind her. Farmer Ghost grabs her, she screams, he nooses her and hoists her up, she kicks and flails for a while and then dies. Yawn. Metal Teeth Chomp.