"In some ways I completely get it, my old boss, he did some awful things to Sam and his family. Its fair that he despises him. Its just, for all those awful things, I've done bad to other people, and more than that. He was always good to me y'know. Saved me from being just another demon. I'm trying for Sam. I honestly am. He knows that, he just gets, annoyed sometimes". Why she was sharing all this with the still rather impressively drunk lawyer she wasn't sure. But in some strange way she thought he just might get it. He knew how hard it was to give up on the evil. It was kind of intoxicating, and it always, always tempted.
She nodded simply when he explained his breaking point. It was a fair one really. Kids. A lot of people said kids. "I get it. They're innocent like you said. Using them like that, its the point where you can't. You'd hate Lilith then" she realised, "Likes using them as hosts, she's so convinced she has the right. I never thought about it. I don't even really remember being one." She had to admit though, to being impressed at the assassin story. She really wouldn't put anything past Lindsey. Probably that was also a compliment in some way or other. "Don't mention it, repay me by keeping my car all nice and vomit free, also with fries. Always repay me with fries. As for the rest...we'll wait and see, like you say. But I know this world and the demons better than anyone currently not kissing Lilith's ass. So use that, if you need to"
She pointed over to the small yellow convertible that Sam hated cause he barely fit in the thing. He said it gave him no leg room, she said he was a giant freak of nature and should be lucky he fit in the Impala. It was a thing.
"Mock my car and I leave you here." she told him, she wasn't kidding either. She loved her car.