I swear, when we find this chick, someone needs to put a homing device on her to keep people from having to do this shit again. It'd save a lot of time.
“Ha! I’m beginning to think it’s easier said than done, Al.”
Once they were all seated in the diner, and when the boys finally joined them Deena had immediately felt the vibe that Dean was shooting off and thought it was best that she kept her mouth shut – on poking fun at him, anyway; last thing she needed was him to flip his lid anymore. Then Jo; Deena nodded her head up toward the blond girl and grinned. “Been awhile Jo, how’s it going?” As usual, Deena didn’t wait for a response, because she already knew what Jo would reply with – or, at least, she had a good hunch. She and Deena were good friends and even did a few hunts together.
Don’t exactly see what good that would do against Bela.
Deena resumed to the phrase Dean had said a few moments ago, since she had it stored in her memory bank to respond too. “It will help cover more ground? What I’m guessing that Sarah and Sam have planned, one group works from the top coast and the other group handles the bottom. Round her up; like stray cattle.” It was a method that Deena had been used to doing, since one time during a hunt – she and her sisters had found a pack of werewolves and did the same technique; it worked like a charm – however, the furries weren’t exactly smart and Bela definitely was.