The handsome man sat at the empty bar, eyeing the pretty blonde barmaid as she wiped the table. She caught him appraising her and blushed.
She went over to him and batting her eyelashes seductively, asked, "Can I help you?"
"Sure you can, sweetheart," the man said in a deliciously masculine voice, winking at her. The barmaid giggled. "For starters, you can tell me your name."
"Mary Sue." The barmaid said.
"Mary Sue, huh? Okay, Mary, can you get me a beer?"
Mary opened a bottle and placed it in front of the man. "What's your name?"
"That's for me to know and you to wonder about for the rest of your life." That wink again.
Suddenly, another man plopped himself beside the handsome one. This one was taller, and his hair was shaggy.
"Did ya get it bro?" the handsome man asked the man beside him.
The brother replied, "Yup. Are you sure she's it?"
"Yeah, pretty much. She told me so herself."
"Okay. Ready to do it?"
The handsome man's face lit up. "As I'll ever be!"
"Ready to do what?" the barmaid asked.
"Kill you." Said the tall man matter-of-factedly.
Mary Sue paled and backed away. "What?"
"GET HER SAMMY!"
The tall man leapt across the table and stabbed the unfortunate barmaid through the heart with a Barbie Real Size cutlery knife, yelling, "DIE, BARMAID, DIE!"
The barmaid fell onto the floor and died.
Sam Winchester left the knife in the woman and climbed back over the table, calmly wiping his hands on his shirt. His brother, Dean was finishing off his beer.
"Another one of them bitches sent back to hell." Dean said with relish. "Where next, Sammy?"
"Over in the next town," Sam replied, pulling Dean out of his chair. "we can drive now and spend the night in a motel there."
"I have to say," Dean said as he started the Impala and pulled out of the parking lot. "This Mary Sue eradication is a difficult business."
"You said it, bro," Sam said, and the Impala drove into the horizon.