Dean returned her grin, liking this girl more and more as she spoke.
Three weeks ago. How had these people stayed sane? As far as he could tell three weeks ago was the farthest back anyone could remember showing up wherever they were. John had mentioned that was when he'd been taken from his "reality" as well.
"Oh, I do alot of things," Dean said, raising his eyebrows playfully. "And I fight demons on the side. What about you?"