"It is," he replied with a grin. The car once belonged to John Winchester, who passed it down to his son, Dean. Dean left it to Sam after he died and now the demon had it for himself. He probably could have stolen a more high class L.A. type of car, but he figured that if he was going to keep this Sam game going he'd have to keep the wheels for now.
The reached the alley entrance and he stopped near the passenger door. "So. Kathryn." He tilted his head to the side and offered her a bit of smile. "It's really been an honor." He slowly started to pull the cloth from his pocket. "But I'm starting to think that you aren't on the same level as I am when it comes down to what fun is really all about."