Dean Winchester: So we're talking ghosts?Sam Winchester: Yeah.Dean Winchester: Zombies?Sam Winchester: Mm-hmm.Dean Winchester: Leprechauns?Sam Winchester: Dean.Dean Winchester: Those little dudes are scary. Small hands.
Dean Winchester: These are words in a script! This isn't Cas!Misha Collins: You guys wanna run lines or...?Dean Winchester: His name's Misha! Misha?Sam Winchester: Oh, wow!Dean Winchester: Misha? Jensen? What's up with the names around here?
Bobby Singer: Well, that's the bad news. Our pal Cass didn't stop in last night just to mend fences.Dean Winchester: What did he do?Bobby Singer: Stole something.Dean Winchester: What?Bobby Singer: The journal of one Moishe Campbell.Sam Winchester: "Moishe"?Bobby Singer: Of the New York Campbells.Sam Winchester: Uh, so we gotta get it back, right?Bobby Singer: Or just read the copy I already made. Hi. Glad to meet you. Bobby Singer, paranoid bastard.