Sam didn't even touch his food right away. He couldn't. It was a difficult process, concentrating on eating while Ruby was pouring so much damn ketchup onto one plate. Was she even going to use all of that? He looked at her skeptically, then gave his head a firm shake. He just didn't get the need for so much gunk.
"Careful, I think you left some in the bottle," Sam stated, slowly unwrapping his cheeseburger. He pried the top bun off the combination, eying it's contents carefully. It looked edible enough. Sam took a bite and swallowed. Not bad.
He was halfway to his second bite when Ruby brought up the Trickster and the Dean look-a-like. Sam lifted his head, brows rising instantly. "What do you mean? Pulled here?" His burger landed on his plate. Not the center of attention anymore. "Are you sure it wasn't a Trickster? Maybe a shapeshifter? Something?"
He didn't like the idea of something looking like his brother running around out there. That spelled all kinds of trouble that he didn't want to get thrown in the middle of.