Oh, yes: Drunky El Deano celebrates their non-victory by swigging from a flask, much to Sniffy Sam's obvious and audible consternation, leading Drunky El Deano to gripe, "It's been a long day." "And it's not over yet," Leviathan Chet smirks as he emerges from his hiding place in the bathroom to make with the menacing. Drunky El Deano, likely not recognizing their unexpected guest because he's never seen the guy before, promptly aerates Leviathan Chet's chest with a round from his trusty pearl-handled automatic, but the blast of course has no effect, and Leviathan Chet expels a bit of bitterly black Leviathan goo from the fresh hole in his army jacket until the mangled bullet pops back out to drop to the floor. "You're a bit outmatched," Leviathan Chet mildly observes, and fisticuffs ensue, with Leviathan Chet quite frankly stomping Our Intrepid Heroes' asses from one end of This Week's Other Motel Room to the other. Thus, it's quite fortunate that James Marsters materializes in the doorway at this point to zap Leviathan Chet with a bit of haggish mojo so powerful, it instantly renders Our Intrepid Heroes' unwelcome guest unconscious. How convenient.
"Good God," Don gapes, gazing down at the zonked-out Chet as the boys collect themselves. "What is that thing?" Neither Sam nor Dean has a clue, because they are dipshits, but they do most gratefully thank James Marsters for the assist. Don thoughtfully warns Our Intrepid Idiots that the spell he laid on Leviathan Chet only lasts for a few days, so they'd best "find a bottomless pit and drop it in." He then rummages around beneath the mattresses for a while, eventually extracting the two Wallachian death ducats Maggie had placed there at some point during the last commercial break. "She was gonna kill us?" Dim Dean howls, outraged. "We just saved your damn marriage!" "Yeah," Don allows, "but to be fair, you also tried to kill her." "You know how she is when she gets a bug up her ass," he adds, and with that, he bids them adieu. And because Our Intrepid Idiots are dipshits of the highest order, they let him go, because why hang on to the one person who can stop a Leviathan dead in its tracks when they have, oh, absolutely no other means of fighting the goddamned things? This show. This stupid, awful, evil, wicked show.