"So where's this beastie come from?"
Sam read through the page. "Uh, Persia. That's Iran, today."
"What the hell is it doing here?"
"Lots of weird stuff turning up lately." Sam shrugged. "The lamia we toasted. The okami Rufus and Bobby ran into. Shit's just – weird."
"What's it look like?"
Sam peered at the somewhat cloudy picture. "Kinda like a mini-chupacabra," he said doubtfully.
Dean burst out laughing, almost choking on his beer. "So I guess our big guns are expendable this trip, huh?"
Grinning, Sam closed the book. "Hell, I'm thinking all we'll need is a really big stick!"