In the aftermath of all that sordid workplace fornication, Darling Sammy wanders into this week's darkened motel room, flicks on the lights, and seems surprised to find Dean absent, so he dials Dean's number on his cell. Dean, of course, is frantic with worry not only because of the potted hyacinth that now lies at the bottom of the CHOMP! but also because of the dirt he's managed to dig up on Doctor Cara while Sam was so busily nailing her against the blinds in her office. Long story short, she's only been in town for two months, and that ex-husband of hers, Carl? Actually dropped dead of a supposed heart attack. DUN! Darling Sammy disagrees with that DUN! assessment, however, and tells Dean flat-out that Cara can't be the thing they're looking for. "Did you sleep with her?" Dean barks into his phone, and it's more of a realization than a question, but he receives confirmation of his suspicions nevertheless when Darling Sammy completely biffs his LYING answer. "Holy crap!" Dean exclaims. "Middle of Basic Instinct, and you bang Sharon Stone?" "Unbelievable, man! I just don't get it!" Dean rages. "First it's Madison, and then Ruby, and now Cara -- it's like, what is with you and bangin' monsters?" "I object to his tone!" shrieks Raoul, one perfectly manicured claw wagging around in the general direction of the television set while a stung paw rises to his chest, and Raoul, have another flagon. I'm sure he didn't mean to offend you. "And how can you be so sure, hmmmmm?!" Just a hunch. Now, would you be a dear recapping companion and quiet down a little bit so I can make it through this scene? "Well, since you asked so nicely!" Excellent. Now, where the hell was I? Oh, yeah: Sam reacts far more mildly to Dean's insult than Raoul just did, and continues to insist he's under no one's spell, but Dean can't risk dealing with a possibly enthralled sibling at the moment, and determines to finish this particular job on his own. And once Dean's so pissily snapped off his phone, Sam, back in the motel room, takes a moment to stare dully at his own before... smashing it against the motel room wall! SMASH! SAM SMASH! We play Count The Pores On Jared Padalecki's Face for a bit after the camera moves in for an intense, lingering close-up before switching over to...
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