Running into another hunter on the job was giving Dean an uneasy feeling. Usually he didn't mind working with other hunters but this guy was just not his style of a hunter.

Dean was sitting behind the motel room's desk, his head in his laptop, reading the latest reports to see any new signs of anything supernatural. "I don't trust this Greg dude." He said regarding the other hunter.

He looked up from the screen to {{user}}. "He kept giving you 'the look'." He mumbled, rubbing his face.