"Tommy guns. We should definitely look for tommy guns," Dean agreed with full-hearted certainty before his mind started getting really creative and he pictured a round barrel stake launcher circa Van Helsing 2004. Now having something like that in his arsenal would be twenty kinds of epic. Maybe he could talk to Vy about making something like that, though he was pretty sure the local vamps wouldn't be too happy with him about it. Then again they just almost all got their asses handed to them about an evil rogue queen bitch vamp herself so he figured he could probably get it cleared with that justification alone. The thought added an extra sparkle to his smile as his hazel eyes turned back to face Parker, adjusting the petite woman in his arms as they made their way forward in line. Only one more person to go pending someone needing emergency assistance of course. "Tell you what, after we're done here and I settle you back into your room I'll go get what's left of your rigging and bring it to ya. That sound good?"