But first they must talk us to fucking death. Naturally. Naturally. "How you running your little scam?" Dean spits, despite the fact that no one in this pathetic shell of a show's rapidly dwindling audience actually gives a shit about any of this. Don't lie to me. You know you don't care, either. Gay Guy plays dumb for an incredibly annoying length of time before he finally -- finally -- admits he's been exploiting a loophole in the standard contract. While he himself is not allowed to lay a finger on any of his clients before the ten-year term has expired, there's nothing stopping him from hiring an underling to slaughter those clients the instant the deal's been struck. And that underling? Would be the ominously hoodied ratbag from the baseball stadium, of course, and wouldn't you know it? There he is right now, laying an almighty telekinetic smackdown on Our Intrepid Heroes' tantalizing asses! D'OH! The ominously hoodied ratbag thrusts out a hand, sending Sam and Dean hurtling backwards through the air until they crash -- heavily -- into various items of furniture. The Eternally Useless DJ Qualls goes sailing as well, but since no one -- no one -- gives a rat's ass about him, I'll be ignoring his presence for the rest of the scene. You can thank me later.

And while the ominously hoodied ratbag next does his level best to destroy the booze-soaked Devil's Trap, Dean groggily scopes out the room to find his brother knocked unconscious by the bar and The Knife That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't lying just beyond his reach on the restaurant floor. Dean valiantly attempts to claw his way over to the thing, but Gay Guy's already managed to break free from the trap, so Dean thinks fast and flings a spray of holy water into the Sassy Crossroads Demon's face. No, I don't know where Dean got the holy water. Stop asking me questions. In any event, as Gay Guy reels from the holy water's sting, Dean commences with the Latination, spewing the correct exorcism from memory, but Gay Guy quickly recovers and tosses Dean up against the wall in a strangling chokehold. Meanwhile, Batshit Becky wanders back from whatever hole she'd crawled into earlier, the better to flail about helplessly while the just-awakening Sam shouts at her to flee, and that's all we'll be hearing from Sam for a while because the ominously hoodied ratbag's just thrown The Ginormotron into a telekinetic chokehold of his own. Things are thus looking quite dire for Our Intrepid Heroes, indeed, so it's quite fortunate that Batshit Becky ignored Sam's order and retrieved The Knife That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't from the floor while no one was looking, the better to surprise the ominously hoodied ratbag by plunging the thing into the guy's back. The ratbag sizzles and zots and drops to the floor, dead, leaving Becky to loom as best she can above his rapidly cooling corpse in triumph while Sam rips The Knife That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't from the dead demon's body to fling it towards Dean. Miraculously, Dean catches it by its handle rather than finding his hand impaled on the blade, and he wastes not an instant in jamming the thing up against Gay Guy's neck.