...the boys are paying a security guard to look the other way while they swipe a computer full of Ashley Frank's recent work from the WODH studios on the outskirts of town. They haul the thing back to This Week's Motel Room, hook it up to Secretly Evil Sammy's laptop, and proceed to watch fifty-eight hours' worth of raw Frank Talk footage, seemingly in real time. Finally, after Dean's consumed several boxes of doughnuts and at least one full pizza, Secretly Evil Sammy lands on a clip marred by the sudden, barky appearance of a ferocious-looking Doberman Pinscher in the background. Dogs, you see, are the goddess's sworn mortal enemies (just go with it), and when this one starts yapping away at her, Ashley Frank's carefully maintained façade drops for the briefest of moments. Secretly Evil Sammy zooms in on her eyes, which have flashed a preternaturally blinding shade of blue, so the boys head back to the station that evening and surreptitiously follow Ashley Frank to her tastefully appointed manse deep within the lush coastal rainforests of downstate Illinois. They watch from afar as she enters to slink her way up to the manse's second floor, then slather a couple of hunting knives with dog's blood (don't ask) and tippy-toe into the foyer, where they find several cats lounging about on the expensive furnishings. One of the foul beasts mews at them and takes off down the stairs, so they of course follow the thing until they reach The Goddess's...