"Well then tell me." There it was, the opening that Bela jumped on and took. "I'm confused because this is entertaining? There's no plot." Bela looked over at the screen, then back at Dean. "No, it's like 2008." A frown appeared on her face when she realised that she was probably very far behind, shaking her head. "I was trying to figure out how to get out of my deal and here I am. Maybe I manifested coming here in my head somehow. I mean, win win right? I get out of going to Hell for a little bit."