He nodded again in agreement. "I like that story too, but not as much as Jason, Hercules, and Helen of Troy," he said. Sam wasn't about to let it slip that he knew about the world of a hunter, at least not here. It was one thing to write a non-fiction paper on him, his brother, and their dad killing a werewolf, but to talk about it in front of others - especially the librarian that was already giving him weird looks - was just out of the question.
His shoulders shrugged a little. "Yeah, I guess," Sam answered. For some reason, he felt like he could trust this lady - probably because she was what he was training to be: a hunter. "It's... a long story, and kind of confusing," he continued. In the back of his mind, he kind of wondered if Dean told their dad yet, or if he was still tearing apart the town, looking for him.