Lucille took a slow breath. Her friend had seemed to hate on the police a lot. The blonde knew that it was a lot of bullshit the police were pulling, but did they really have a lot to go on? Not really...She just nodded slowly in response, her eyes darting up to the door as there was a knock on it. She glanced at Karen, watching her. The girl was so jumpy and it worried Lucille. But Lucille just nodded, staring at the door and slowly standing when Karen commented it was the guys from earlier. The blonde forced a smile, moving in the sight of the crack in the door. "Hi guys!!" She said abruptly, watching them.

Sam sighed, shrugging at Dean and standing, following after his brother. "Alright, we can try and make it professional, and maybe try to relax them, but don't sound like a dumbass, Dean." He explained, walking briskly with his brother towards the hotel room thetwo girls were staying in. He stood at the door, clearing his throat and then shifting from foot to foot, raising a brow at his brother as the blonde seemed friendly, and spoke up. Sam's eyes moved to Karen, and he had a bit of a solemn look as he pulled his badge out, showing it to the dark-haired girl. "We just want to talk to you two." He explained, his voice light yet low.

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The shifter gritted its teeth, but nodded, watching the taller man. "Her blood must be bitter..." He growled.