A harshly dissonant chord strikes the soundtrack as Adam snaps awake on Bobby's cot. DUN! Like, literally, this time.
Meanwhile, over in the tiny seaside fishing village of Sioux Falls, South Dakota, Dean approaches an impressively bearded sidewalk preacher and introduces himself. The sidewalk preacher is suitably impressed -- partly because, hey, it's Dean Friggin' Winchester, for Christ's sake, but mainly because the fringier Christian groups have been searching for him all season -- and he immediately drops to his knees. "ZZZZZZ -- dirty! -- ZZZZZZ!" To pray. He immediately drops to his knees to pray. "ZZZZZZ -- hee! -- ZZZZZZ!" Stupid dragon. "You pray too loud," a just-appearing and seriously pissed-off Castiel growls, and after My Apoplectic Baboo quickly KOs Preacher Man with a touch to the latter's forehead, he proceeds to -- get this -- beat Deceitful El Deano like a redheaded stepchild! Atta boy. "I rebelled," Castiel shouts in between punches, "so you could surrender to them?" "I gave everything for you!" Castiel screams, slamming Dean's ungrateful punk-ass face into a brick wall and yes, Raoul really should be enjoying this truly delightful smackdown, but given how lousy the rest of this episode is, I simply can't justify interrupting his nap for a mere few seconds of pleasure. Besides, I'm pretty sure some dark part of his reptilian brain is processing all of this despite the Coma Of Boredom he lapsed into about eight scenes ago. "ZZZZZZ -- violence! -- ZZZZZZ!" See?