They walked into the little restaurant and approached the wishing well. It was just a little fountain really, filled with pennies and nickels. There didn't seem to be anything special about it.

"You think this thing really works?"

Sam shrugged. "You got a better explanation for teddy back there?"

"One way to find out." Dean fished in his pocket for a coin.

"What are you going to wish for?"

"Shh." He told him. "You're not supposed to tell." He tossed the coin into the fountain.

The door chimes rang behind them and a man in a green jacket walked in with a small box. "Somebody order a foot-long Italian with jalapeno?"

They exchanged looks, Dean raised his hand. "That would be me."

Kayla shook her head. "Anything in the world, and you wish for a sandwich."

He grinned as he took the box. "Guys are not complicated."

They quickly flashed some health department badges and evacuated the place to get a closer look at the fountain. Everything seemed pretty typical except one ancient looking coin at the bottom that refused to be moved.

"Kayla get your fingernails under that thing."

She reached down and tried to get the coin up, the thing wasn't going anywhere. "It's stuck."

Sam went out to the car and brought back a crowbar and sledge hammer. When the owner saw him coming back in he got a little panicked.

"Hey what is this? You're gonna break my fountain!"

Dean straightened up. "Now, sir, I don't wanna slap you with a 44-slash-16, but I will."

Kayla watched the guy walk away again and smirked. "I love it when you talk dirty."

The corner of his lip curled up and he grabbed the crowbar to wench it against the coin. When he hit the sledgehammer on it, the damn thing broke off. The sledgehammer of course. The fountain was fine.

"I think hoodoo is protecting this thing. I don't think we can destroy this."

Sam put a piece of paper over the coin and scratched a pencil over it, making the imprint clear. "All right, here, you gotta look into this."

"Where are you going?"

"Something just occurred to me." He headed for the door. "Research the coin, don't get distracted!" And he was out the door.

Kayla looked at Dean with a shrug. "He says that like we're gonna listen."

"He can hope."

They gave the owner the all clear and went outside, a small boy was chasing several bigger boys across the street. When they stopped to watch he stopped and looked at Dean, giving him a threatening look.

"You got a problem mister?"

"What? No."

He glared at him and took off running after the other boys.

"See? Kids hate me."

She laughed. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing. Let's go back to the room and see what we can dig up on this thing."