Dean watched her work, not minding that she was touching his phone. He looked from the phones to the Sasquatch, thinking.
"Man, there are all sorts of demigods with revenge fantasies and fetishes. Greek, Norse, Native American, Roman, Esperanto." Dean was well aware that the last wasn't a culture, so much as a language or mix of languages. He didn't care how it sounded, but his point was probably made: Revenge was universal enough to have gods and demigods of all shapes and sizes for it.
"So, we do an info dump to Sammy's laptop or give it to Fred to work with later." If they needed the information, they could always use it later. Then again, once they were done with this job, they might not need it. He liked having information somewhere to go back to or have a brain type look at. Bobby was their brain type before, and now it was Fred. He really missed Bobby sometimes.