Shame, really. It was going so well until that last effects sequence.

Sam and Dean flip the dresser away from their lower bodies and creep towards the puddle to review the basic plot points for the retarded in the audience. Dean does, however, congratulate Sam on discovering Constance's weak spot. Unfortunately, Dean congratulates Sam by thumping him hard a couple of times on his gaping, bloody chest wound. I think Dean might be kind of a dick, you know? Or am I just totally misinterpreting the signals I'm picking up here? Sam retaliates by chiding Dean for "trying to shoot Casper in the face." They banter a bit more before "Highway To Hell" kicks in on the soundtrack, and the shot cuts to...

...the Impala, now minus a headlight due to its insertion into Welch Manor, cruising down a back road somewhere in "Central" "California." Inside, Dean drives while Sam, with penlight, plots Dear Old Dad's demonic day planner coordinates on a map and quickly determines that Dad's in "Blackwater Ridge, Colorado." No he's not. Sam also announces that Blackwater Ridge, Colorado is "about six hundred miles from here," and no. Just...no. And because the rest of the scene is filled with more pointless bickering about law school, I'll just jump ahead to the point where...

...Dean pulls up in front of Sam's apartment building, and Sam disembarks. After a little more manly sibling banter, Dean tools off in the Impala, and we follow Sam as he eases himself in through his apartment's back door. And then, despite taking great pains to enter the apartment as quietly as possible at so late an hour, Sam bellows for his girlfriend, because everyone on the WB is an idiot. He receives no response from the significant other, but he does find a plate of chocolate-chip cookies waiting for him on the kitchen table, along with a note that reads, "Missed you! Love you!" Given Jessica's preordained future as the Amy Abbott of this series, I'm surprised she didn't add a smiley face. Sam smiles almost wistfully to himself and bites into the cookie before the camera cuts...