Of course, this still leaves the question of why all these freshly minted Jefferson Starships dropped dead, anyway, so Bobby arbitrarily decides they all "burned up" "from high fever," and we'll go with that, because it is so not worth arguing about it at this point. Meanwhile, the sheriff's arrived with several of his deputies, and they promptly place everyone present and not currently dead under arrest. Quite fortuitously, Dean had chosen to duck down behind the bar right before the long arm of the law made itself known, so he gets to crouch beside a leaky corpse while Bobby, Sam, and My Sweet Baboo get slung into handcuffs and escorted over to...

...the Grants Pass police station. And as the sheriff and his deputies hustle their prisoners back towards the holding cells, Sam happens to glance up at a monitor displaying a closed-circuit feed of the station's entranceway, and wouldn't you know it? The feed reveals the sheriff and his deputies all have unnaturally glowing eyes. Who'd have guessed it? "Oooh! Oooh!" I take it from the way you're frantically waving that perfectly manicured paw of yours around in the air that you'd like to answer my question, Raoul? "I would indeed! [A-him!] Moi, perchance?!" Yeah, vous and me both, you dizzy lizard, along with everybody else in this show's rapidly dwindling audience. Now, might I continue? We're nowhere near done with this episode's blood and guts for the evening. "Oh, by all means, then!" Thanks.

Now, where the hell was I, again? Oh, yeah: Sam spots his captors' unnaturally glowing eyes in the video monitor, so he immediately jerks that freakish Cro-Magnon skull of his backwards to head-butt the deputy who'd been shoving him along. "Jefferson Starships!" he screams, kicking one of the beasts in question in the teeth, and generalized pandemonium erupts in the station house until Dashing El Deano pops up from out of nowhere with a machete in his hand, and SPLAT! Deputy The First immediately finds himself missing most of his head, and what remains of his lower jaw and neck is now spraying blood across My Sweet Baboo's chest. "GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" hoots Raoul as he excitedly pounds his tail against the floorboards with joy, and I might have to give this episode an A based on the spectacular body count alone. In any event, Castiel swipes the machete from Dean and quickly dispatches Deputy The Second. "GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" Yeah, it'll probably be an A. Dean's about to take out the sheriff himself when Sam bellows for him to hold off, for reasons which shall soon become apparent.