"Charlie, the story is that thirty-three people have vanished over the last forty years, all from this one train line," Sam said.
"Any victim pattern?"
"Young men, all between 25 and 35." Dean said gleefully.
Charlie's eyes widened. "Holy crap! You guys are totally rocking the victim pool!"
"Yeah, we figure it'll come after one of us," Dean's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "That's why we need you to watch our backs."
"Cool! Is Cas coming, too?"
Dean's face turned grim.
Sam shook his head frantically at Charlie and she hastily grabbed a menu."Alrighty, then! Let's order. Oh, look! Prairie oysters!"
