Sam just kept quiet, trying to keep a professional gaze, but . ' s eyes held sadness. They had probably lost a friend, and they were still desperately searching for her or clues to help her. He cleared his throat. "Tomorrow morning. " He said, giving them a nod, and glancing at his brother.

Lucille watched Karen, holding her, and seeming in thought. The way her friend "acted" was all a little too realistic, even for her. And Karen's hold wasn't light, she was holding onto the blonde. She glanced at the two men, keeping her hold on Karen, even when she turned to look at them. Lucille nodded, watching them. "Thank you." She told them, watching them and glancing at Dean. "Keep a good eye on that car by the way, saw a few birds eyeing her earlier." Lucille joked, and rubbed Karen's shoulder lightly, glancing at her friend a moment.

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"Maybe i can pay a visit, the plumbing could need some fixing." The shifter joked, grinning.