The demon the brothers were after managed to double cross them and get out of town before they got to him. Again. The news wasn't exactly delighting and the chase was getting frustrating.

"Well, with that lovely set of bad news, I'm gonna get drunk." Dean said sarcastically. "Who's with me?"

Sam clenched his jaw at his older brother's remark. "Hey look, I know he got away again, but I really don't think that-"

"Oh no, I was gonna do it anyway. This just gives me a better excuse." Dean shrugged, the side of his lips curling up into a smirk. "Now... you coming or not?"