"It's a belly scale," Sam said slowly.

"A belly scale? From what?" Dean inquired.

"An alligator, I think."

"Well that's just unpleasant." Dean scratched the back of his head

"I don't think the research scientist liked it either."

"So, what? Some kid flushes his pet down the toilet and years later it's burping animal researcher?"

Sam's giant eye through the magnifying glass blinks. He uses tweezers to pick at the scale.

"It couldn't happen to a nicer guy." Sam smiles at the evidence. A moment later a frown flits across his face.

He glances around the room and yells "Gabriel!"