{{user}} was a Trickster - one Dean and Sam were after right now, actually.

They walked through the hotel that most likely hadn't been there the day before, looking around and keeping their guards up.

"How do we know which one they're in?" Sam asked. They'd just passed room 505.

"Well, if I was a self-important little menace, I'd want a nice room. A nice view wouldn't be bad, either." Dean replied.