Sam watched repulsively as Dean munched hungrily on his second burrito. Dean smiled at Sam with his mouth full as he squeezed the last of the mustard onto his burrito.

'Its over..' said Dean trying to get more mustard.

'Yeah..Because you ate everything..' said Sam smirking impatiently while he clutched the newspaper tightly in his hand.

Dean reached over and grabbed another mustard bottle from the neighboring table as he squeezed it onto his burrito.

'Ahem….' Said Sam in an annoyed tone as he glared hard at his brother. 'Hmmm…Oh yeah..the case….sorry man..this burrito is heavenly delicious so was the waitress who served it to me..' said Dean smirking as he glanced over his shoulder winking at the at the waitress behind him.

Dean bit onto the mustard filled burrito causing it to splur onto the newspaper.

"Dean" Sam said in frustration trying to wipe of the mustard "Now I'm ready "said Dean laughing.

"What do you mean , you don't know the address" said Dean slowly. "Yeah , but I'm not the one who spattered Mustard over the case said Sam sarcastically, looking out of the window.

"Fine , at least tell me what you remember .

"Hmm ….In Georgia , Atlanta , a girl was devoured to death in her house…No one was at home , the electricity was off and only her sister survived unharmed , but get this , they lived in a mansion with 24-hour security that or they or a normal human can't break in. " said Sam slowly .

"Hmm.. seems like our normal Mojo " said Dean grinning while stirring his finger on the steering wheel .

"What are you doing? Shouted Sam loudly staring at Dean's actions. " N..nothing " said Dean stammering . Suddenly the familiar ring of Dad's phone broke the silence. Dean picked it up quickly. "Thanks for the trail , Winchester " said a young woman on the phone ending the message. " who was that " Sam asked Dean curiously. " One of dad's friend's , I suppose but it was too familiar " said Dean thinking hard.