Once more Dean was caught with the logic of the old woman. Maybe she was some sort of...his mind was quickly working through all the different creatures the old woman beside him could be. What was old, had crazy logic, and told old stories of..well, they sounded almost Norwegian? Again, his mind went back to that couple, but he was pretty sure they'd been ended and were not coming back. He hoped...
They made it to the other side without much injury other than Dean's brain melting a little with the various processes it usually left to little Sammy, or to the quiet moments when he had something to look at, read through, write on. He blinked at the question, finally pulling his attention fully to the woman beside him.
"Uhm..." He actually had to pause and look around. He didn't recognize anything right off. Well, that bar. "Normally I live about two blocks west of here, but there are days it's three blocks south. Sometimes it's a block north and then four blocks east." His hand lifted to rub at the side of his neck and jaw. "I haven't had much cause to go to the Hospital, but I saw it once. The last time I saw it...it was over a mile that way." He pointed one way down the street.
"It could be anywhere right now." Yes, he knew he sounded crazy, but the elder Winchester wasn't going to let some possible demi-god who was really familiar out crazy him? That and who better to sound crazy to than someone who is probably missing a few marbles?