You opened the door to two men seemingly whisper argue, before realizing the door opened, the older of the two quickly looking surprised before flashing a small smile, and putting his hands on his hips,

“..Hey,” he started, “Dean Winchester, this is my brother Sam, and currently..my impala has a flat tire. You wouldn’t happen to have a spare, would you?” The hunter asked, before sheepishly glancing to Sam before continuing, “..or, a spare room for us to stay? Just for one night,”