"Bastard sounds about right," she said with a wrinkle of her nose, sticking the now empty bottle in the pile of sand. She grinned, proud of her lack of castle making skills. Or maybe it was that sitting on a beach bantering with Dean Winchester and knowing Sam finally had his brother back was the first time LA felt like an okay place to her.
Jo laughed at the look on his face, knowing full well where that mind of his was going with the comment. "Catwoman," she repeated with a nod, "I could live with that. Though you might get lucky, the real one might be around here somewhere." She grinned, "this LA is kind of messed up."