Moments later, Drunky El Deano drains the last of a bottle of whiskey whilst perusing the online municipal archives of Prosperity, Indiana, and his search for "FREAKY ACCIDENTS" has of course led him to an article detailing the gruesome pre-credits hair salon barbecue, but before he gets a chance to dig into the details, Darling Sammy jogs into the room, fresh from his morning run. Because, you know, Darling Sammy's a total health nut now that he's absolved himself from whatever the hell they were talking about at the end of last week's episode. "Somebody better be chasing you," Dean growls. "It's good for you!" Sam perks by way of response. "No, it's not good for you," Dean sneers. "You're a mess, and you stink!" Sam's all, "Whatever," and fetches himself an extortionately priced bottle of Gatorade from the room's mini-fridge while Dean succinctly details the results of his handy little drunken Internet search like so: "This one chick," he notes, "roasted underneath one of those beehive hair dryers at the hair salon, and this other guy boiled in a hot tub." "You don't see a lot of that," Sam admits. "No, you don't," Dean agrees, and the two prepare to motor on down to Prosperity to investigate. Of course, they must first spend several boring minutes batting their various Issues back and forth, but we'll be ignoring all of that in favor of hopping on over to...

...some random parking lot somewhere. That Leviathanically-enhanced customer service agent with the nacho cheese fixation from a couple of episodes ago totes a bag of supplies over to his car while chatting on his cell, presumably to the never-seen Edgar. The Leviathanically-enhanced customer service agent -- whose name is apparently "Chet," so you know -- apologizes most sincerely for taking so long with "this Winchester thing," and as he promises to catch up with Our Intrepid Heroes within the next day or so, he pops the trunk on his no-doubt-stolen sedan to stow his purchases right next to...a mangled, bloody corpse! DUN! "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" That too, of course, and because this development has pleased Raoul so much, I'll not bitch about how awkward and flat this little interlude seems, and instead jump back to catch up with the...