[It's almost a let down that there's nothing behind the door, instantly prompting Dean to kick the nearby table in frustration just as Jo enters to take a look around.] I'm sure. If I wasn't, I wouldn't have wasted all that time trying to get us in. There has to be something here. Something we're not seeing. [He makes himself take a few breaths, the adrenaline still flowing through his veins as he stalks back to the kitchen, pulling open the closets as he passes, giving each one a quick inspection before moving on.]