No sooner has Castiel realized that his old buddy Belthazor's responsible for this evening's wacky stick-related hijinks than a dark-suited Heavenly traitor flutters into the room to sneer, "Belthazor? Thanks, Castiel -- we'll make good use of the name!" And then? Angel fight! "VIOLENCE!" Yep, Castiel and the Heavenly intruder whip out their Angel-Smiting Scimitars and start hacking away at each other while Sam and Dean stand agog on the sidelines. And because My Sweet Baboo still rivals Darling Sammy with the hand-to-hand suckage, the Heavenly intruder quickly disarms him and stands by the room's sixth-floor window to taunt, "By the way, Raphael says hello!" So My Badass Baboo tackles the guy through the glass. "VIOLENCE! WANTON ACTS OF UNREPENTANT WINDOW-SMASHING VIOLENCE AND GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" Well, not so much with the gore this time around, Raoul. "Phooey!" But Castiel and the Heavenly intruder do tumble about sixty feet to the ground, where they land on Sam's Charger. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" And well you should shriek at that, friend of friends, for it is awesome. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Of course, The Heavenly Intruder vanishes almost as soon as they've smashed the Charger into tiny little bits, but Castiel has the good grace to shuffle to his feet, dust himself off, and peer up at Our Intrepid Heroes, who are now gawping through the shattered hole where the window used to be. "My car!" Sam whispers, all heartsick and forlorn. "Okay!" Dean mugs. "Silver lining!" Sam's mighty bitchface is both fearsome and immediate, but even it cannot prevent the METAL TEETH CHOMP! from dragging us all into the next commercial break.