Sam stared at the computer screen. Like anyone else on the planet, he would rather interest himself with the many tabs he had open of articles from the internet than watch Dean scoff down another double bacon cheeseburger. Thirty years and he still hadn't tired of them.
Still determined to not look at his brother Sam kept his eyes on the screen, 'I think I got a case' he said. Shoving his mouthful of food into one cheek, Dean replied, 'Great, where are we headed?'
'Phoenix, Arizona. We got electrical storms, cattle mutilations, some flickering lights, and – you'll like this one – couple of people claim to've been abducted by aliens'. Dean snorted, swallowing the cheeseburger in his mouth.
'Aliens?'
'Yeah, one guy swears that he was taken by a giant, walking potato. Um, another was snatched by a rhino.'
Dean sighed and rubbed at his eyes, 'Sounds like that freaking Trickster. Man, would I like to get my hands on him, give him his just desserts after the Mystery Spot'
Sam didn't like thinking about that job. He had had to relive his worst nightmare for years and wasn't going to remember it again and torture himself some more.
'Well, I reckon we should check it out, it's got all the marks of demons too, all the omens. Bunch of people have gone missing, more than you would expect anyway' Sam added.
'Fine. Lemme finish this first...'
Sam reoccupied himself with the accounts of alien abductions and ignored Dean shovelling what was left of the burger into his mouth.