Dean and Sam argue which is better, Bruce or Evan Almighty...
"Bruce Almighty, Sammy!" Dean exclaimed. "I'm telling you, sequels are never good!"
God was lost on Samuel and Dean's argument. They were hotly debating who was better, Bruce or Evan. As she did not know either of these men, she did not contribute to the battle. Of course, she listened intently. Perhaps she could form an opinion based on their supporting details?
"Oh, c'mon, Dean, listen to yourself," Samuel muttered reasonably. "Jim Carrey or Steve Carell? There's no contest."
"Yeah, Jim Carrey wins every time! Plus, God walks on water in Bruce Almighty, Sammy," Dean's eyes, filling with curiosity, shifted to view God through the rearview mirror. "Can you do that?"
God's brow furrowed, and she said, "I do not remember trying."
Dean smirked, and craned his neck to see through the window on Samuel's side of the car. He pulled the Impala to the side of the road and quickly hopped out. Samuel and God followed. There was a deep rut beside the road, water filling it to the brim due to the large amount of rain this area had gotten within the last few weeks.
"Wish I had popcorn," Dean mumbled to himself, rubbing his large, callused hands together in anticipation.
God took a step forwards, viewing her reflection for a few moments. She always found seeing herself odd. After shaking her head at her appearance, she tentatively stepped and placed her foot on the surface of the water. Her opposite foot slowly joined the one already sitting on the calm pool. She did not sink, as she'd seen many humans do.
God shuffled her feet, creating ripples. "This is an odd sensation."
"Dude," Dean started, slapping his brother's arm and gaining God's attention. "Morgan Freeman would be jealous."