Emily led the way as Dean followed up behind her. When they walked out of Emily's new bedroom, Dean couldn't help but be impressed. It was pretty damn nice. He would be jealous of her new surroundings if he wasn't completely pissed off and not to mentioned 'freaked' that they were in some bizarro land.
"She works hard for the money," Dean breathed out while he looked around. Damn.
He turned his attention back to, well, in front of him and stopped in his tracks when he saw Faith.
"What the fuck, where'd you come from?" He asked while Emily ran, throwing her arms around their friend.
"Your house? You're kiddin' me right? What are you whore mommy or somethin'?" He joked through his disbelief as he walked over.