Sam and Dean have picked up a hunt in a club. A club. Blingy outfits, shots upon shots, blinding jewelry, glimmering disco balls, technicolor lights—the works.

Sam and Dean didn’t exactly ‘blend in’ since they weren’t going to go buy an entire disguise to enter a club. All its inhabitants would probably be too drunk to notice anyway. So the flannels and jeans stayed.

They enter the building, bumping music, people jumping up and down, general party life was all around them. The brothers weave through the sea of people. They’re here with one objective.

Find the Demon.

Then dip.

At least for Sam—that is. Dean plans to make this trip worth it. After catching the demon…of course.