Outside, the guys split up for whatever reason, and Sam takes off down the sidewalk on his own, thereby allowing...the mysterious and slender blonde to follow him for nearly half a block! Darling Sammy, with his enhanced zombie senses, is of course immediately aware of her presence behind him, but when he spins to confront her, she's vanished. DUN!

Some time later that evening -- "seven past midnight," in fact -- Bobby and Dean are parked in the Chevelle outside The Old Terminal Pub, casing the joint because The Envious Suburbanite quaffs a few at the bar on a regular basis, apparently. The two startle when mischievous Zombie Sam bangs on the Chevelle's roof, and after he somehow manages to fold all fifteen feet of his enormous revenant self into the back seat, Sam reveals what he's learned: The Envious Suburbanite is actually one "Walter Rosen," who disappeared from his suburban cul-de-sac with the fabulous view about a week ago, which Dim Dean correctly understands is the same time that damned door to Hell opened up in Wyoming. There's some blathering that follows about none of the three fully understanding the fearsome nature of what, precisely, escaped from the underworld, but that's not important, because Wally Rosen has just now vanished inside the bar. Rash Dean heedlessly demands they follow immediately to confront him, but Bobby tiredly reminds him -- again, some more -- that they don't know what they're dealing with, and that they'll sit tight until they have a better idea what's going on. Cue the arrival of Isaac and Tamara, simply to fuck with Bobby's perfectly reasonable plan. Yes, the bumbling, bungling marrieds we've never seen before and shall never see again after this evening is over motor on up to the pub and waltz right in. "Dammit!" Bobby mutters.