"Moon base?" Sam breathed, the idea appealing to his geek. "That sounds awesome. Do many people live on it?"
He blinked at her questions and shrugged slightly. "Where I came from, my family was pretty much cursed. No such thing as a lucky break for the Winchesters. So, when the Apocalypse was about to start, I ended up as the vessel for Satan to lead his armies over the earth." He bit his lower lip and then smiled apologetically. "Sorry, this place must be throwing me off after all. I usually just don't barf all that stuff at strangers."