...Maggie's temporary digs. The lady of the house is not at home at the moment, so Dean breaks in to have a look around while Sam rather damply stands guard outside in the rain. Dean pokes his head into various near-empty rooms until he finally stumbles across a full hex altar set up in one of the upstairs closets. Sigil-smeared photographs of Maggie's first three victims surround an as-yet-unmarred enlargement of Perky Jennie's employee ID, and Dean mutters something about keeping it in your pants as the camera cuts back...

...outside, where Dapper Sam is most dismayed to note Charisma Carpenter's unexpected arrival. He hastily tries phoning a warning up to his brother, but for some mysterious reason, all of the local cell circuits are occupied at the moment, so Sam has little choice but to trot on over to chat up the hag before she catches Dean pawing through her things. Mrs. Stark claims she's in the middle of an emergency and blows right past him to enter the house, so Sam, like, bounces up and down on her Porsche for a little while until he activates the car alarm. No, seriously. That actually happened. In any event, Dean recognizes the alarm as a signal to flee and, after a bit of artful dodging through the first floor of Miss Maggie's temporary digs, he emerges into the continuing drizzle to announce that Perky Jennie's next on Miss Maggie's list. The boys crawl into the Impala and grumble off down the street.

Upstairs, Miss Maggie quickly finds her desecrated hex altar, and Charisma Carpenter scowls. Well, she actually widens her eyes a little bit and heaves her famous knockers up and down for a couple of seconds, but I guess that'll have to do.

Somewhere else, Perky Jennie removes a tray of freshly baked cupcakes from her oven, and no, none of that is a euphemism for anything filthy and therefore interesting. Unfortunately.