Ruby is pissed. Our clue is that she gives Dean the impenetrable steady deadly gaze of I Might Be Dead Inside But Who Knows. Sam calls out her name, twice, and she snaps out of it. "Ruby, he's hurt," which confuses me, because Dean doesn't seem all that roughed up, but still I think it's sort of sweet of Sam, until I realize he's talking about the former demon host, who, to be fair, does look like he's about to croak. Ruby decides to take the host to the E.R., unless Dean wants to go another round, first. Oh and he does, but not with you, little girl...ish thing. After she's gone, Dean looks at Sam as if to say: You disgust me, and then again as if to say: Plus? You weally HURTED MY WIDDLE FEEWINGS! He walks out leaving Sam there all alone, which seems to aggravate Sam, but he's great at lying and keeping secrets, so you know he's going to boogie down to Billy Idol's cover of his GenX song, "Dancing With Myself," as soon as he's truly alone. Who am I kidding? Sam is all set to cry to Eric Carmen's "All By Myself."
To fulfill the "promise" they made by putting a "To be continued..." card at the end of last week's episode, the writers stick Sam at the little table in the Willow Tree Motel, in the same room the boys were occupying last week. When Dean walks in, Sam abandons the book he was poring over and rises to his feet. Dean ignores him and starts packing up to leave. Since the book did not contain this recap, Sam asks Dean what he's doing, but Dean doesn't answer. He then asks Dean if he's leaving, because Sam's powers of deduction are just as keen as Dean's you betcha. Dean continues to pack. "You don't need me. You and Ruby go fight demons," on account of Dean's hurt widdle feelings. Sam tries to get him to stop, so Dean swings around and PUNCHES SAM IN THE FACE. Whoo hoo! Sam straightens up, sniffs, shakes it off and asks Dean if he's satisfied. That's it, Sam? Whatever. I don't think he is satisfied, because DEAN PUNCHES HIM AGAIN! Is this heaven? Hit him again, Dean! Hit him back, Sam! Ooops, my phone is ringing. If it's that dragon... wait, it's a local number. Hello. "Oh no, Cyn, did you see that?" Barnes, is that you? "Yeah. Kripke hates me, doesn't he?" What are you talking about? Didn't you like the punching? I thought you'd be down with the punching." "Oh, I loved the punching but...never mind." "What?" "Just read the forums tonight. And tomorrow. And the next day. And probably the next. This is all I'm going to be reading about for weeks. If you need me, I'll be hiding out in The Office forums. I've got to go. I've got to refill my er...fortify myself." Dial tone. For you readers who don't post in the forums, TWoP Barnes is the Supernatural forum moderator. You know, I really like writing for TWoP, and as one of the new kids on the block, I'm trying to make friends, but some of my co-workers think I'm -- more accessible than I intend to be (and I think some of them drink). At least Barnes isn't a dragon (right? right?).