Dean: "That's the thing, see, Sam used to get these . . . visions . . . of things that were going to happen . . . but today . . . today, I got a vision . . . I've never gotten a vision in my entire life, and suddenly I get hit with one today . . ."

Sarah: Raises one eyebrow "Vision? . . . Uhhh . . . ."

Dean: "And you think I'm crazy . . . ."

Sarah: "No, no that's not it . . . I'm just . . . trying to understand . . ."

Dean: "Look, lets just forget about the visions for a second . . ."

Sarah: "Uh . . . alright . . ."

Dean: "Look, after what happened here . . . with that painting, and everything . . . you obviously know the kind of things we deal with, and you know that there are other things out there . . . things that aren't like us . . ."

Sarah: "Well, that's certainly one way to put it . . . and yeah, it uh, it certainly helps explain a lot of things . . ."

Dean: "Yeah it does . . . But uh, me and Sam, we uh, we were hoping you could help us now . . ."

Sarah: "Me? But . . . how? I mean, I don't know the first thing about any of this kind of thing . . ."

Dean: "But you know us . . . and right now, that's what I need . . ."

Sarah: "Alright . . . How can I help?"

Dean: "Well, you never really got to know me all that well I don't think . . . but I know you got to know Sam. Does anything seem . . . off . . . in any way? I mean, there's got to be some reason why I'm getting the visions now, so maybe if you can help us figure out ourselves, we can figure out the vision thing . . ."

Sarah: "Well . . . when he was on the phone earlier . . . he uh, well, he seemed more like you . . ."

Dean: "Like me? What, he was being nicer than usual?"

Sarah: "No . . . no actually you're the one being more polite than normal . . ."

Dean: Looks slightly hurt "I'm not polite?"

Sarah: "No! That's not what I meant . . . it's just that . . . well . . . you were . . . or you seemed more . . . more like the uh . . . 'meet in a bar, go back to a motel' kinda guy . . ."

Dean: Looks shocked and slightly horrified "I did! . . . I uh . . . umm . . ." He wastrying to take that in. "Uh . . ." thinking of all those phone numbers that had fallen out of dad's journal "So like . . . I'm more the type to probably have lots of uh, bar napkins . . . with uh, phone numbers on them?"

Sarah: "Well . . . uh, you're a great guy Dean, really, but . . . well . . . yeah . . . and Sam, he's, well . . . I thought he was . . . more the kinda guy you'd meet in like, a library or something . . . and talk to, and maybe have dinner with. Well actually, I did have dinner with him . . . but uh . . . I don't know . . . you guys seem so . . . opposite now . . . maybe I just didn't know you guys after all . . ."

Dean doesn't respond . . . he's thinking about what she'd just said . . . and about the vision thing . . . suddenly it hits him . . . but he had to make sure . . . absolutely sure . . .

Dean: "Hey Sarah?"

Sarah: "Dean . . ."

Dean: "I uh, I've got a favor to ask . . ."