Sam had long since learned not to comment--much--on Dean's love life, even if it drove him crazy. He knew his own made Dean cringe. Always falling for the wrong, wrong, wrong girl.
He wondered what Sarah Blake was up to with her antique store these days, and why he'd never called her up. Then he wondered why he was suddenly thinking of Sarah out of the blue. Maybe he should have taken Dean seriously when he'd said to marry her, and they could have avoided the whole Ruby thing.
Sam shook his head. Too many random thoughts. Too much time to think. "I think I'm good for now," he said, "Should be enough for me to start researching right there."