Sam was juggling between searching for potential home offers (he and Ruby had both agreed that they needed to find a house, rather than the apartment across town from the complex that they'd occupied for months) and, as promised, keeping an eye out for Leela (which he had very little luck on). The house prices were steeper than what either Sam or Ruby could afford on a hunter's budget (as in, barely any money at all outside of what they had left from their honeymoon funds), but Ruby seemed determined to find something nice. There were people here in Lawrence who could help them with their financial struggles - like Hardison (unfortunately), who seemed able to fill up bank accounts at his very whim by way of hacking - but Sam didn't want to bother anyone unless they actually found something that they wanted. Once they actually owned a property that was their own, Sam figured he could pull a Bobby by way of making it more hunter friendly. He already planned on carving Devil's Traps into the floors under the carpets, and he was entirely invested in going out of his way to plant a room for all of his hunting gear and research. Practical stuff. Ruby could worry about the relaxing, nice stuff that people tended to fixate on when they settled into a home. So long as they had walls around them, a roof over their heads, and a way to keep the house safe and secure, Sam knew that he'd be good. He had lived out of motel rooms and abandoned houses his entire life - certain living situations just didn't phase him the way that they did with other people. He figured that the apartment was comfortable enough and everything, yet with Lucifer on their tails, they definitely needed something more safe and secure. Ruby seemed to want a house rather than a new apartment or a temporary motel room though and, because she was his wife (which meant that, as far as their living situation was concerned, she was very much in charge), Sam was doing his best to look for a suitable home.
Speaking of Ruby.
Peering up from the bundle of home advertisements he'd been reading as he wandered, Sam looked up to find Ruby sitting on a set of steps across the street from where he stood. It was a random thing, to find her there like that, but Sam figured that she'd somehow caught wind of the areas he was hitting up and had made with the stalking. It wouldn't have been the first time that she had - Ruby had been literally stalking him for years - and given his recent situation with Lucifer invading his head, Sam assumed that she was probably trying to check up on him or something. It didn't make any sense that she'd park herself across the street with such an irritated look on her face, though. Frowning, Sam folded the paper he'd been reading over and crossed the street. Once he'd reached the place where Ruby was sitting, Sam flopped down beside her and tried for a playful grin.
"What's a pretty lady like you doing out here all by herself?" Hopefully if he went about all of this the right way, he'd get her to crack a smile and fess up on what was on her mind. Seeing her upset bothered him. It never failed to.