Sam leaned back in his chair and watched as Dean trolled the Halloween party, collecting women as he went. His brother was only halfway through the crowd and already had an entourage of ten, all dressed in near-pornographic red devil's costumes, complete with pointed ears, forked tongues and tails.
Sam jumped when a dainty little angel dressed in a frothy white cloud plopped onto his lap and wrapped herself around him. "I'm Chloe," she said, soft and purring. "Dean says - "
Sam laid a finger across her lips. "I know what Dean says. Let's you and me get outta here."