Dean looked about, seeing the new girl walk in and bring in a fresh round of cold air. He looked at his shirt that was offered then at Blysse, "Please, take it anyway." He then nodded at Fred's suggestion. "Great idea, Cutie. Okay we break into group. Fred, Lady Blysse, and Blind Seer here, you come with me. Dexter, you take Ace and the new girl here. Let us know if you find the restrooms," he was sure those won't be hard to find, "And another others that wonder in. See if we can find a warm place to hold up."

He looked up at the stairs then back at the women, "Ladies first," he motioned and in a way was half hoping it was haunted and half hoping it wasn't. He left some of his tools outside. In the buried Impala. If there was a ghost, well, at least they had salt to fight it with.