Louie walks up to Jack and Sammy, who sit in Ida. The two are discussing what they should listen to on the way to the Den, which gives Louie more than enough reason to… laugh her butt off, as she watches an almost mirrored argument. The pseudo-twins are definitely arguing like an old couple.

"I don't want to listen to Supertramp again!" says Sammy. "We're already in a sad mood. We don't need you in an even sadder mood with 'Lord is it Mine' playing!"

Jack snickers and pokes Sammy, "Influenced you!" Then, returns to her side of the argument,

"FINE! What about the Dresden Dolls?" she asks.

"Screaming Lady?" asks Sammy with a half grin. The two of them could never really argue… for some unknown reason.

"Oh!"says Jack. She rolls her eyes and smiles. "Here. We. Go. A-gain!" she enunciates every word.

"Why would I want to hear Screaming Lady?' asks Sammy.

"I. D. K.! My B. F. F. Jill?!" asks Jack in a VERY un-common peppy/preppy tone.

They both burst out laughing.

"What are we going to listen to Nellie?" asks Jack, using the companioned nickname that Sammy and her dubbed upon each other. (What do you expect of a couple of chicks who are crazy in more senses than one about "Sweeney Todd"?)

"I dunno, Benny," responds Sammy, calling her pseudo-twin with the appropriate nickname companion.

"Hey! Mrs. Lovett! Mr. Barker!" says Louie.

"'No, not Barker. That man is de-...'" Jack begins to quote in a flat-tone and one raised finger, but she is interrupted by Sammy covering her mouth, once more. Jack lowers her hand and exhales loudly in distaste.

"Benny," warns Sammy and removes her hand.

"At least, I didn't ask out future brother-in-law if he'd like a shave!" says Jack with a smile and bright eyes. She punctuates this declaration by grinning wider and closing her eyes... a somewhat smug grin.

"Benny!" shouts Sammy and "Jacklyn!" yells Louie, simultaneously.



She then crosses her left arm across her chest, rests her right elbow on that arm, and rests her head on her right fist. ""Of course, I AM without my blades," she adds. Then, she smiles and turns away as Louie and Sammy gasp and repeat themselves.

"That's horrible to joke about!" says Louie, in her stern tone.

"Yeah," adds Sammy. Then grins while adding, "You know morticians make terrible meat pies!"

Jack laughs with full enjoyment of this and Louie yells, "Samantha!", enunciating every syllable.

"Okay, Sammy," says Jack. "I'll have to agree with Louie on this one. That's taking it a bit far..."

Louie nods at the temporary sanity emitting from Jack and once again gasps as Jack says,

"Morticians don't taste THAT bad."

She continues through Sammy's laughing and Louie's warning, "I mean, yeah they're a bit formaldehyde-ey. And, let's face it, sometimes he looks even deader than the people he works with... or on... however you see it. BUT, still..."

Now, Sammy is trying to regain her breath

Louie looks as though she might cry or join in on the laughter. It seems she might actually join when the sound of a vehicle pulling up emits into the alley.

The cherry red Chevelle pulls up beside Ida and two men step out. They aren't able to close their doors when they are called.

"Dean!" yells Jack and "Jack!" Sammy yells, simultaneously.

The men both grin as they walk around to appropriate places of Ida. Their grins vary like their clothes.

Dean Beckett dressed black pants, black polished dress shoes, a white dress shirt, a black with white polka dotted wide tie, and a black formal jacket. The cuffs of the shirt are past the cuff of the jacket and the collar is above the jacket. As he walks to the opened driver's door, he places a black top hat on and taps a bamboo cane on the ground.

"YOU CHARMER!" yells Jack from the driver's seat as she steps out.

Jack Holland, in contrast of the Winchester sister with the same name, has his natural dirty blonde hair in a messy long/short haircut. His dark green eyes lighten up and become greener (If that's even possible) to equate his delighted girlfriend who now has officially almost tackled him as she hugs him.



"Oof! Happy to see you too, Sammy!' he chuckles as he embraces his girlfriend. Her head hits his band t-shirted chest… she's not really short, he's really tall.

"I REALLY missed you though!" she chuckles into his Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon shirt. She seems to be trying to inhale and retain his smell.

On the other side of Ida, Jack has her arms across her chest and grins, "So, how long have you been planning this?"

"A couple of minutes after you told me you were coming home for the break," Dean says, only shrugging.

"Why did you come?" asks Jack, actual loss of humor has come through. She's not angry she's concerned. "I told ya that there was no use for ya to come here and risk your life!" says Jack, her voice sounding as though she's about to cry or she's giving a one of the crew members a lecture about what he or she should learn from their newest mess up. It's more of a chiding, but the message is all-encompassing clear.

"I heard it's over," says Dean and nods over to the captured Jack who are across Ida. Jack looks over to her sister's boyfriend after leaning onto the roof of the blood red bug. Jack's dark green eyes become bright green with the meeting of "Sister Jack's" (as Jack calls her) hazel pair. One eyebrow is arched up and one finger motions him to come hither, so the roof of Ida will become their impromptu table of discussion. Jack slightly detaches from Sammy, so that she is on his right side. Her right arm is on her back and leans on his left that is propped against the roof. His arm seems to tighten around Sammy (as though he could just use her against "vampiric Jackie venom words"… another Holland-ism)

(To eliminate confusion, I will now call Jack Winchester, "Benny". 'Cause she'd kill almost anyone who called her "Jacklyn".)

"So, Jacky-boy…" begins Benny.

"Oh, crap, here we go," says Jack.

"Jack, Jack, Jack!" coos Benny with a grin. "Dude, I just wanted to ask you how long have you and Dean been communicating?"

"Since high school," smugly answers Jack.

"Pardon?" asks Benny. "High school? High school buddies, eh?"

"Jack nods and adds, "You wanna go by nicknames or middle names again?" He waggles his eyebrows at Benny to make her giggle.



"Yeh, you jerk!" she says and adds. "Where's my hug?"

Without either speaking to each other, they both jump up onto the vintage bug's roof and hug each other and then slug-bug each other shouting, "Slug bug, Ida!", simultaneously. They places an arm around the other as they walk to down the back of Ida.

"Dude, you've been hanging out with Sammy way… well, totally not enough, but still ya know," yammers Benny. She straightens up in her posture… She's inspired. She jumps off of the trunk of Ida before Jack reaches it, and runs over to her pseudo-twin, "Sammy! Nellie-Love!" almost yells Benny. "I've got it! I've bleeding got it!"She hugs her Sammy and then dives into the bug's still open passenger side and flips through her vintage-license plate CD case. She looks across the bug to her Sam of "Benny and Joon" look-alike boyfriend, who's peering down into the bug. "Hey Dean! Guess what! The music issue is solved! I got it, well, for now!" she says in a tone full of energy and bubbliness.

"What just happened, Jack?" asks Dean to his(What would be seen as a …) raving maniac of a girlfriend. If he didn't know any better he would've thought she just shot up with coke.

"Inspiration, love," she says in a less bubbly. She winks at him and pulls out Nirvana's "Nevermind" on CD. Yeh, vintage, but she has a modern radio player. She puts the disc up to the CD player and gives herself an eye roll and laughs. She looks over to Dean, who automatically turns the key to the auxiliary position without her having to ask. His face has a cute "I'm not too sure about this" expression on it. Once the radio starts playing, he has a slight grin on his face.

Benny nods a thank you and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek. She inserts the CD and hops out of the bug. She closes the distance between the group around Lucy and calls out, "Girls?"

No response from the group. Benny rolls her eyes and hollers, "GIRLS?" No response again. Finally, Benny yells, "OYE! CHICAS!"

Finally, the four girls and the two men look over. "I'd like to introduce Dean Beckett to you all."

Dean nods a hello.

"Dean? My family. My family? Dean," says Benny.

The four girls walk up to him and talk all at ones. Dean's face turns from fear of denial to amused confusion. They leave him alone as quickly as they began to mob him, and then returned to their previous positions at Lucy.
"Do they do that… often?" asks Dean, almost in a daze, as Jack hugs him a thank you.



"Yeh. By the way, did you have to dress up so well and be so quiet? I love how… Sam-like you can be, but I NEED you," states Benny.
"I am me," quietly states Dean and holds her in his arms. Their eyes meet and the message was sent.

"I know you're nervous. You don't have to be. They're not that bad," says Benny. He looks over at the other six and back at her in a pseudo-feared expression. "I mean it," adds Jack.

"Okay," says Dean. "I'll give them my best."

"Dean?" asks Benny.

"Yeh, Jack?" answers Dean.

"Don't worry. They love ya, already," adds Benny.