"I'm assuming you mean hunters and not demons," Sam says, fighting a smirk.

She's interesting, he'll concede that much. And certainly attractive. The kind of woman Dean -- the Dean he remembers from back home anyway -- would've been all over in a heartbeat. But there's just too much about her Sam doesn't know or understand, and just enough that makes him wary.

If nothing else, that keeps him talking.

"So what did you do then? Just let demons have their way with people? Look the other way?"