Periodically, they've heard of groups of hunters that make their way through L.A. The Winchesters? Not one she's heard of before. And yet, here they are in Caritas, looking for information on a case (which happens to cross over with a recent vision she's had). Small world.

Or something. She's not sure. In any case, she takes a swig of her beer, looking over at him. Somewhere, Wes and Sam are exchanging notes and research.

"You don't exactly seem comfortable to be here."