Dean shrugged. "All they'd be is that: guesses. We saw what brought her here, figured out where she came FROM, but that's still about a handful of things it could be, not counting all the other shit in this town."
He fished into the trunk for a few things, including a sawed-off shotgun, holy oil, and a little charm Harry'd mentioned to him a while back that might or might not have something to do with the Kleynach.