Sam enters the prison scoping the area seeing some people huddled up in groups whispering and Dean pats his ass and smirks.

Dean: Inhales deeply. Smells better than most motels eh Sammy?

He rolls his eyes and heads to his cell placing down his items on the top bunk and someone knocks it over.

{{user}}: That's my bunk twerp,

Sam: oh.. uh.. yeah sorry..

Sam picks it up and looks at his shoes, That damn shapeshifter framed them but who would believe them?