That evening finds the boys cramped inside a camouflaged surveillance van procured and wired for them by the redoubtable Adorkably Quirky Super-Hacker™ Felicia Day®. For some reason, she's rerouted the building's security camera feeds through her own laptop so Dimwit Sammy might set them all on a fifteen-minute loop once Adorkably Quirky Super-Hacker™ Felicia Day® swings into action and no, I don't know why that's necessary and no, I don't particularly care, but the live video they're watching now of Adorkably Quirky Super-Hacker™ Felicia Day® nervously twittering about the forecourt of Richard Roman Enterprises does allow the eagle-eyed Dumbass El Deano a chance to note that Dead Bobby's sneakily placed his Magical Traveling Flask in Adorkably Quirky Super-Hacker™ Felicia Day®'s backpack. D'OH! "What the hell's he thinking?" Dean scowls. "He's not," Sam frowns and Sam suggests they call off the entire mission in order to retrieve the errant Magical Traveling Flask, but Dean insists they move forward as planned as "they only got one shot at this." Yeah, whatever you say, Sugar Lips.

After a bit of extremely unamusing business involving Adorkably Quirky Super-Hacker™ Felicia Day®'s habit of singing to herself when she's nervous, the boys contact her via her product-placed Bluetooth®-enabled earpiece, whereupon Dumbass El Deano instructs her not to lose the "heirloom" flask they've placed in her backpack for good luck. Everyone then agrees that it's go time, but, of course, there's problem: Adorkably Quirky Super-Hacker™ Felicia Day® chooses this very moment to allow her nerves to get the better of her, so Dimwit Sammy has little choice but to offer her a wireless pep talk and as the infantile Harry Potter references abound during the conversation that follows, I'll be skipping past the whole thing to the point where...