"Yeah?" Dean was definitely picking up a vibe from her; what were the chances Faith happened to be a hunter? Wasn't that hard to spot a kindred spirit, not when you spent as much time reading people as he did. "Maybe." Just meant he'd have to drop a few hints about the life and try to gauge her reaction. She knew his name though, and a lot of hunters weren't exactly fans of the Winchesters.
At the question about his car, Dean raised his chin a little. "Spend most of the time on the road. Pretty much my prized possession." Something he still had that reminded him of his father, was another thing. And the fact that the trunk had an arsenal in it, didn't hurt. "My baby's done me good, so I try and do the same."